Issac continued to run, avoiding the ones that came from the other corners of the buildings, some jumping at him from out of nowhere.
They are faster and much more aggressive than they were before. Issac thought, trying to pay attention to everything in front of him. I wish I could take one of them back with me for analysis but I could never bring one back with me.
Ok. Never mind about that. He thought, looking around himself. They are a lot lesser on this side, is there some kind of … I don't know … something here that is preventing them from coming his way. But … what is it really?
Never mind that, which is the line? From where can they not come through? From where?
For some reason, Issac started to grow anxious. He could not understand why. But it was like when he was in his office and realised that something was not right at home.
