Hey swetheart, I am finally home!
A beated man, just released from a police raid arrived to his appartment in the northern side of New Orleans. The place looked unatended, like nobody lived there anymore. Honey, where are you? The man started to sweat when looking around his kitched, then around his dorm, bacthroom, he saw nobody.
Honey!!! The man began to sob, you can't leave me!!! He started to trow stuff to the floor, fucking butch, I won't let you get away!!!
The man turned to a beast blasted out of his appartment and into the night, where, without him suspecting it, a hunting game began.
Who is in persue?