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// Prolog- the hunters code 
// Story: The Huntman 
// by adaptroug 
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I locked my sight on my target, an eight point buck remembering the hunters code.

Make the kill quick, clean, and painless.

I honed the sights at the bucks head wanting to waste no more ammunition than necessary.

I took a deep breath in as I pulled the trigger falling the magnificent creature with a single shot to the head.

Walking up to the deer I quickly took out a small knife and gutted the animal. Once gutted I carried the carcass to my camp by a flowing river.

I wasted no time washing and skinning the deer and making sure that no blood was left on it then hung the buck on a tree limb to let the rest of the fluids drain.

"First successful hunt in days," I said to myself.

I went to my backpack and pulled out my digital tape-recorded.

I started my recording, "Day nineteen, afternoon, hour six, minuet twelve, First successful hunt in over five days, It is clear to me now that staying put will only leave me with a few more weeks of survival. If I wish to continue surviving I must find some sort of civilization." I ended the recording as not to waste any more battery or data.

"Tomorrow Is when I eat," I said to myself throwing a log on my slow burning fire.

I moved my aluminum canteen away from the fire and allowed it to cool for a moment before taking a drink of the warm water.

Looking at the sun I could tell I had enough time to finish polishing my .45 cal. pistol my Great grandfather left me in his will. 

I took the few pelts I had collected through the time I had been here and set them in my backpack.

"Note to self," I said to myself drowsily, "Do something with these skins," with that said I allowed myself to rest.