Confessions of a Poacher
The leader of the poachers brought in finally cracked a despairing mouth in the interrogation room. That’s not just a crocodile egg. We dumped a ‘demon’ in there that shouldn’t have been here. With a shudder, he confessed why he had used the “swan’s back,” the only thing that stood out white in the darkness, as a marker for his hiding place in order to throw off his pursuers. How much confusion could its contents, which he had released into the wild for his own protection, cause?
