Prologue

The man didn't know why he was there nor what happened to him. The pectoral on his left body part became numb. His skin feels sticky, so when he wiped his arm he saw blood sticking on his fingers.

After blinking for a short while, he peeks outside the window of the delivery van full of canned goods where he's at now. The car driven on a dark highway. He did not know where he was going but he needed to get away.

He wipes his hand in his eyes when it starts to blur. He's still drowning in darkness. His head hurts so he thinks that he may have concussion, but he doesn't remember how he got it.

He's wearing a black jeans. Aside of it he's also wearing black tshirt and a web gear.

Is he a soldier? Maybe.

But he's holding a 9mm glock in his hand. Glock is not used by soldiers.

He leaned his head to the side to avoid drowsiness. He can't lose his consciousness. He has to do something, a mission which needs to be completed.

He seems to be close to civilization. How long has he been traveling?

He struggled to move, yet after a short while he successfully lift himself so that he can peek outside the car where he's in. He got a glimpse of houses when the car is passing through. They are probably in the city as of now.

Before the driver and the man beside him could see him he had to get off. And as if he was blessed, the car began to slow down.

Without a second though he quickly got off the car. When he fell down the street, he had to breathe deeply a few tumes before he could stand up. He decided to hide for a while. Because if his pursuers will find him they will definitely kill him.

He read the sign in front of the building at the corner where he dropped.

PERAWAT LOVE CLINIC

If this is the clinic then definitely they have medicines here. He leaned forward and almost crashed into the building.

But what he didn't noticed was the bottom of the large print

VETERINARY CLINIC

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