A Dangerous Game

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The general made one of his deepest bows. “I see,” he said. “Splendid! One of us is to furnish a repast for the hounds. The other will sleep in this very excellent bed. On guard, Rainsford…” …for we shall duel in a sword battle. The weaker man will be fed to the eager hounds.” General Zaroff, with an aura of ease and tranquility, handed Rainsford a perfectly constructed steel blade sword. Rainsford gave General Zaroff a glance mixed with anger and apprehension. Rainsford still remembered about General Zaroff’s uncanny abilities to hunt in pitch blackness. If the General was half as good at sword fighting as he was in hunting, Rainsford might not have a chance. The general saw Rainsford worried look and laughed lightly. “Oh Rainsford, you are so naïve, so young and determined. It’s a pity that we don’t see eye to eye on things. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be in this situation, where you would die at the mercy of my sword,” the general said humorously. “I believe you are at a slight disadvantage. On one of my delightful trips to Japan, a skilled samurai taught me the ancient secrets to battling with a sword. I do not want to give the impression of a braggart yet again, but I must admit I am rather a skilled swordsman.” Rainsford smirked at General Zaroff’s unnecessary boast. Little did he know that Rainsford went to Spain where he also learned his way around a sword. Rainsford’s only disadvantage, he thought, was his weary body from swimming across the stormy seas and dodging the ravenous hounds to break into the chateau. Rainsford knew about General Zaroff’s ridiculous need to keep his pride, so he attempted to provoke Zaroff’s ego to his advantage. “Oh Zaroff,” Rainsford said in mock distress, “I am merely ... ... middle of paper ... ... Zaroff. He had felt like this as the huntee of Zaroff. Now it was as if his heart and the Jaguar’s were one. After a long good look at the jaguar, Rainsford merely turned the other way. He walked away as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Even though he would have to redefine what his whole life was about, he didn’t care. He realized he was cured from ignorance and blindness. Now he knew that animals were no different from humans. They had feelings too. They could love, hate, and fear. In the end, Rainsford sold the chauteau to some businessmen. He returned to New York City where he dedicated his entire life to protecting the animals. He fought every animal protection law and gave countless speeches around the globe. When Whitney found him and asked him what happened to him, he merely said, “I realized what I was meant to do.”

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