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“The pitter patter of the rain raps against the jungle rock. No thunder, just a soft drizzle. Elena gazes out from her hood into the Mega City ruins, lost and forgotten, reclaimed by overgrowing foliage. Leaves battered by raindrops rustle around her. Soon I will have to go without him, she thinks. Hidden eyes seem to watch her, then she remembers her brother’s words: Never hunt alone, especially at night.” — Julian Fernandes
The pitter patter of the rain raps against the jungle rock. No thunder, just a soft drizzle. Elena gazes out from her hood into the Mega City ruins, lost and forgotten, reclaimed by overgrowing foliage. Leaves battered by raindrops rustle around her. Soon I will have to go without him, she thinks. Hidden eyes seem to watch her, then she remembers her brother’s words: Never hunt alone, especially at night.