Man is an apex predator. Even in the wild, he has no natural enemies. Sure, some jackasses get mauled to death for getting too close, and the occasional animal that gets too familiar with people and ends their life. But imagine if we had to fear going outside. At the end of the day, you and your coworkers turn out the lights, grab your stuff and head for the door. You pause, looking out into the parking lot, before making a break for it. You head directly for your car, at first walking briskly, but halfway there you run, ignoring the screams of your less fortunate friends. This could happen very soon, like it already did in Verkhoyansk. Rise, brothers, rise!