NOA
I’d been watching Cullom for a few days. There was no movement in or out of the facility. I wanted to be smart, I didn’t want to go charging in without a plan.
After a few days I finally saw a man make his way out of a secluded door on a back wing of the main building. He stripped his clothes and tucked them inside a small bag before he shifted into a golden eagle and took off toward the sky.
I followed him from a reasonable distance, I didn’t want to tip him off. I watched him soar up high and dive back down toward the ground several times. Was he drunk or something? He really seemed to be flying erratically compared to what I was used to seeing.
He did maintain his course toward the west for several hours though. I’d almost given up on him when he landed at South Sister inspec
