"Footage of a white-haired man with a claw-like scar has gone viral…"
Sam watched himself on a screen.
A monster.
Fuck.
No trees.
I'm not even close.
He moved alley to alley.
A barricade.
They know.
He turned back.
Empty street.
Instinct screamed.
Impact.
A crater.
"Well damn."
Mirko.
White hair.
Brown skin.
Pain.
"I—I can't fight you…"
"What?"
Flashbang.
She roared.
Sam ran.
Tears fell.
I can't think of her.
He ran.
Still hunted.