Chapter 1: The Pilot
Dust was running. While running wasn’t anything new for him, unlike the dark alleys and sewers he was use to, instead of a concrete tiles, every step he took he could hear the crunching of plant life underneath his feet. He looked ahead seeing an endless plain in front of him and suddenly there was an urge to turn around. An inkling of thought to face his pursuer, to evolve from the prey into the predator almost.
As he continued to dart ahead, the grass underneath grew slicker and slicker, as if it had just rained, despite there not being a cloud i
