When my partner hadn’t returned from patrol I reluctantly went looking for him on foot. I found the patrol truck around the back of the empty warehouses abandoned in the darkness.
I shone my torch across the buildings then out into the woodland that surrounds us only to see him standing motionless on the other side of
the 15 foot high security fence staring intently out into the woods as if possessed. I called out to him “how did you get over there?” He turned startled, his eyes manically darting around.
I was horrified to see his body was covered in deep cuts and his clothes were shredded. “What the fuck happened?” I asked in shock but he was too scared to speak.
He looked up so I shone the light where he was looking and saw the razor wire on top of the fence was dripping with his blood.
“What the hell have you done?!” I exclaimed but when I shone the light back on his face he was frozen with fear, staring wide eyed at something behind me.
He gasped for air in panic before finally forcing out the words “for god sake climb the fence, CLIMB THE FUCKING FENCE”.