Jim jumped up and ran toward the door. He felt a huge, cold hand grab is arm.
"Help!" Jim screamed as the killer stayed dragging him back. "Someone! Please!"
The hunter pulled out a long, sharp blade. Jim smacked his head against the hunters mask and got away. Before he left his home for the last time though, he grabbed a paper wedged into the boot of the hunter. As he started running, he quickly looked at the page.
CLASS: COMBAT
STATUS: ANTI-HUNTERJim had heard of the anti-hunters before. They were recruited members to the hunter team but then they started breaking the only rule of the hunters. NEVER kill anyone you weren't told to.
They started abusing their power and their weapons. Until they were finally banned from the hunter team. But then, in the middle of one night, they stole some supplies and ran off.
Jim was told that the anti-hunters all died out, but there must have been one left.
Jim observed his surroundings. He was near that office building were he found Stacy.
He decided he would wait here.When Stacy finally opened her eyes, it was mid day.
"How late am I this time?" She lazily asked out loud
The clock read 8:25. She was an hour late, like she was everyday. Stacy picked up her bag and headed out the door.
When she got to the building, that Jim boy from yesterday started to bang on her window.
As Stacy rolled down her window she ask "What the heck?! What is wrong with you?"
"They tried to attack me!" Jim answered, rushed.
"Who?"
"The Hunters!" Jim was out of breath. "I had this dream and I know it sounds crazy but we gotta go! You have to trust me!"
"Alright, get in." Stacy said, trusting what Jim was saying. "We're are we going?"
"We need to look for blood stained pillars." Jim answered.
"I've seen those pillars before!" Stacy exclaimed. "I pass them everyday! I live in the middle of a closed off forest, and on my way to work I've seen those pillars!"
"Great! Than get driving because that Hunter could be on us any minute now!" Jim said.
And with that, they're journey through the woods began.
As they pulled up to a closed off gate, they quickly jumped out of the car and began to hope over to the other side.
A low growl filled the air, and Jim started to look panicked.
"We gotta get out of here!" He whispered.
"There's a small cabin were we can stay until it's gone. What do you think it is this time, a Dycil?" Stacy asked.
"Maybe. Let's just try and get to that cabin" Jim replied.
As they slowly crept through the forest, they finally came to the cabin. They walked in and barricaded the doors and windows to keep the Dycil like creature out.
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