Anna, clutching her briefcase, dashed frantically through the forest, gasping for breath. She glanced back from time to time, with terrifying deformed people in pursuit.
Not long after driving away, she was attacked by a deformed person. The only good news was that her attacker was a female deformed person, whose speed and strength were only slightly greater than hers.
It seemed as though some force was protecting her in the darkness, as arrows shot by the female deformed person repeatedly missed their mark.
But she dared not relax, sensing that there was more than one person tracking her.
After the incident at the apartment, her sixth sense seemed to have grown exceptionally stronger.
In the dark shadows, Hunter watched Anna's figure with a hint of frustration.
Those foolish New York cops, he paid them no mind. After shaking off the people tracking him, he had made his way here.