"That's useless to me! I need something stronger!" Hunter yells when he sees the medical supplies in my hand. "I need the antidote. Now!" His body jerks sideways and, all of a sudden, he is gripping his thrashing leg. The muscles in his arms are taut as he grips harder. A low growl escapes his slightly opened lips.
"What the hell is going on?" I scream at him. The scene reminds me of a movie I've watched a long time about, about a human who is possessed by an evil spirit, and they had to have a priest perform and exorcist on him to get rid of the spirit. The human acted the same way Hunter is acting—as if he has no control of his own body.
