-he could hear the sound soaked in deep pain riding high over the tides of wind blowing reaching his ear, knocking his senses down constantly with the eerie screeching that he knew were made by the beasts in the wild forest, like a wild roaring chorus rising to its crescendo , they were not the wolves because in that southern area there were no wolves, but they always made sounds and responded when the police vehicles , ambulance, fire brigade, and others passed the road with noisy sirens
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