The story you are about to hear from the front lines of World War I, a place where many men lost everything, their friends, their limbs, their lives.

Some men survived, but lost something else, their minds.

Perhaps born out of the delusions that any man might suffer when taken from his ordinary life

and subjected to an unfamiliar and hellacious environment that pushes both his body and his

mind to the breaking point.

Some of these young men returned home with far more than the usual stories of combat.

They spoke of something else that they encountered.

Something unnatural.

A highly intelligent creature that prowled the frontline trenches.

The men who might have assured us that what they saw was indeed real

and not a figment of their imagination, they are now gone.

But their incredible story remains.

The story of the hound of Mons.

I'm Luke Lamanah, and this is wartime stories.

Well, I say we have a go, do you?

Yeah?

Try and pull him over.

Yeah.

After you, mate.

Listen, I can't just leave that poor sod out there. Think if it was you. You'd want us to come and get you, wouldn't you? Don't be daft. We head out there were as good as dead.

You know that. Could be a damn hunt for all you know.

Listen, he sounds close enough. All we need to do is just slip over.

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