#worry not i like interacting with your reagent hehehe

[the-hunter-himself]

Hunter looked at the lady reagent exiting his trial, knowing well this would cause another argument with Easterman. He expected a test, but he gave her an easy way. He just hope Easterman would lash to him only, and not giving her punishment as he was not satisfied.

"Be safe.."

Fortune smiled on her indeed. She was spared.

Spared, continue to endure and live in the manmade hell of Murkoff. A better destiny, compared to the silent agony of the statues inside his museum. Suspiciously way too detailed and realistic for a sculpture...

Hunter noticed the anxious brown long haired reagent lurking around his territory. She seemed to be confused and wary of something...or someone?

He stood top on the ruins of part of his museum, with his two dogs on a leash.

"You alright there? This area is prohibited for strangers. It's dangerous."

*Selene couldn’t remember the last time she’d saw nature. Real nature. Was this a dream? Maybe they’d slipped her some kind of new medication…*

*At the sound of the male voice she startles and jerks her head upwards, spotting the man and… were those guys on leashes? Oh God. Now it made a bit more sense.*

“Oh, uh… s-sorry… I don’t even know how I got in here. Honest. Um…” *She trails off, scratching her head lamely. At least he wasn’t trying to kill her immediately.* “Do you take care of all this yourself, sir?”