We never expected him to become one of them. From a
sendentary life of a typist to a hunter, it was a huge change. Hiro was lying on the hospital bed as he told us what had happened. It was his
cupidity which resulted in the loss of his two legs. He was hunting alongside with his hunting partner, Alex.
It was a prohibited place, especially to all hunters. Although there were electric eyes, watchdogs, and other nuances to keep out any
interloper, they managed to sneak in. They crept, not wanting to make the slightest sound. As they progressed further into the forbidden forest, they found tracks of the endangered siberian tiger. "This must be it. Its
habitat must be near this location." Hiro whispered as he took a
cursory glance at the cave in front of him. Before they even plan out on what to do next, Hiro decided to throw the dice. He took his rifle by his side and crept into the cave. "Wait! Do not..." Alex hissed. But before he could say anything else, there was a sharp scream, followed by several gun shots.
The next thing Hiro knew was looking at the ceiling of the hospital ceiling and several park rangers by his side. They told him that Alex was no where to be found except for his rifle and a pool of blood by its side. "Hahas. He must have killed a tiger before running away with its carcass." he giggled but in his heart, he knew that he has lost his close friend.