"Robert! There are some guys at the door who want you!" Garson's tired voice echoed down the stairs into the lab, where Robert stopped what he was doing and groaned. At this news, Hyde leapt up in excitement and began to cackle loudly, filling Jekyll's brain with the grating laugh of Hyde's glee. Jekyll closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again and walking miserably up the staircase of the lab and to the front door. Sure enough, three men in black trench coats and black hats holding a small white sack were standing in the doorway, blocking the light of day and casting an ominous shadow into the front room. Reluctantly, Robert walked out with them and climbed into the black car that was waiting outside, as the small white sack was swiftly forced onto his head.
When the sack was roughly pulled off of him, he was standing in one of the small basement rooms of MIO headquarters, eye to eye with Bulstrode and with Brannigan to his left. Jekyll glared angrily at the man in front of him, and Bulstrode responded to this with a smug grin that stirred Hyde and made him growl from the back of Jekyll's mind.
"What do you want this time?" Robert demanded, acting slightly like a stroppy teenager. Bulstrode clapped his hands together with glee.
"Well, turn around and you'll find out" he motioned, walking around Robert and behind a table with a large object covered in a cloth. Robert turned around as instructed and was met with the side of the table. The two were now standing on either side of the table.
"What's this?" Robert asked innocently, looking down at the large object warily. He looked back up again to Bulstrode and gestured with his hand to request a look, and, after a nod from Bulstrode, Brannigan tugged the cloth away from the large object on the table, uncovering it. Robert clapped a hand to his mouth and quickly took a step back, suddenly feeling sick and queasy from the state of the body on the table.
The body had been torn to shreds to such an extent, Robert couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. Ripped and bloody fabric was scattered around the body and it was impossible to tell what the items of clothing previously were, but worse of all was the actual condition of the body. Nearly all traces of the person's hair had been wrenched out, and the few strands that were remaining had been clumped together, matted and stained by more crimson red blood, so the hair colour was indistinguishable. The face had four long and wide lacerations across it, one of the eyes was missing, the mouth ripped and the cheek torn on one side, with blood trailing down the sides of the face, now dry and flaky. The rest of the body was covered in the same lacerations, except for the neck, where a tiny thread of tissue at the back kept the head joined to the body, the rest looked like it had been torn out by sharp and deadly teeth. The abdomen was in a similar condition, with large chunks missing surrounded by teeth marks, and with chewed up and mangled organs such as coils of intestines spilling out of the large gaping holes in the flesh.
"Brannigan, replace the cover before Dr Jekyll is sick" Bulstrode instructed blandly, looking calm and collected, his hands behind his back. Robert on the other hand was standing far away from the table, one hand leaning on a wall and the other still pressed tightly over his mouth, his back bent over. After hearing the flutter of the cloth being laid onto the body, Robert slowly stood up and gradually walked over to the table again, hands by his sides and his face white and pale.
"What on earth, could do that to a human?" Robert stammered, his hands at his sides trembling slightly.
"We reckon a werewolf, a powerful one" Brannigan answered calmly. Robert's face changed instantly at this to one of a perplexed terror. Hyde lit up with excitement, grinning broadly and straining against the bars of his cage in Jekyll's brain, desperate to break free and beat up a werewolf. It sounded like great fun.
"And guess who we want to help us catch it" Bulstrode smirked, raising an eyebrow at Robert, who shook his head frantically. Hyde bared his teeth in annoyance.
"Nope, I am not going after a werewolf, as invincible as Hyde thinks he is, neither of us will be able to survive injuries like…like…that" Robert exclaimed, pointing a shaking finger at the cloth-covered body in front of him. Hyde sighed with exasperation.
"We don't want you to try and kill it, just to distract it long enough for us to shoot a tranquiliser into it…we've dealt with werewolves before, Dr Jekyll, and we think we know who the wolf is" Bulstrode explained, staring at Robert with cold and calm eyes. Robert glanced away, clenching his jaw in uncertainty. Bulstrode sighed.
"It's this new neighbour of yours, Dr Harry Mann, and we want you to go to his house at some point before the next full moon. Preferably sometime this week, as the wolf will be in its weakest state." At this information, Hyde once again leapt into life and laughed with delight, before boasting about how he was right the whole time. Jekyll's head twitched slightly.
"Okay fine, I'll call you from the telephone box when I plan on going over" Robert said hesitantly. "Might I ask, what are you going to do with Harry?"
"We're going to see if he'll work for us! We'll offer him protection and a safe place to transform once a month, and I've always wanted to have a powerful werewolf on the team, they have so many uses" Bulstrode mused, looking off into the middle distance as two men in black coats and hats walked up to Robert with the small white sack. The last thing he saw before the sack smothered his face was Bulstrode looking at him with a smug expression that made Hyde's blood boil.