Allison stumbled out of the vehicle as soon as it came to a halt, her feet wobbling. It's not raining anymore, but the air was still fuzzy with wetness, tiny drops suspended around the hunter, clinging to every surface. She could about make out the neighbouring buildings, people rushing out to witness the dead bodies. Different hues of grey clouds hung above her head, and everything was eerily quiet and cold.
The grass crunched slightly as she walked across it, startling her more than it should. The yellow tape and police sirens were the first things she registered, along with officers rushing towards her. One look at those defeated shoulders and her tear stricken face, the chatter around the hunter almost died.
"She owns the building." Someone whispered behind her as the officers trie
