A skinwalker was under the tree in the residential area.
Jenna panicked, pushing her siblings back into the store before they could see it, but unfortunately, they also heard the shriek and knew that sound too.
The twins began to shiver from fear.
"Je–Je…" Mimi's voice cracked as she clung tighter, her small body trembling uncontrollably.
Stanley stiffened, instinctively stepping in front of them despite the fear flashing in his eyes. "Tha–That thing…" his throat bobbed, "…it followed us here?"
Jenna's heart dropped.
No. No, that wasn't possible.
This was her space.
Nothing should be able to enter without her permission.
Jenna's voice came out low and tight with restrained panic. "System. How did it get in here?"
[ This is a designed training for Host. ]
Jenna's brows snapped together. "Training…? Speak clearly."
[ When Host engages in life-threatening combat and fails to completely dominate the enemy, a fragment of the enemy's combat imprint is recorded.]
