The hunt has yet to start

Penny drove around the residence once, circling the high gates of Zoren's home. She only stopped when she reached the back of the property. Standing before the fence, she cocked her head back, gazing up at the top.

"Are the prison walls really this... short?" she murmured, furrowing her brows. "Am I being dumb right now?"

She couldn't tell if she had simply grown accustomed to the towering prison walls, or if these fences were genuinely lower than they used to be. 

Shaking her head, Penny winced as a sharp pain briefly pierced the side of her skull. Once it subsided, she gazed up at the walls again.

Placing her hands on her hips, she ran her tongue along her inner cheek. "Now…" she muttered. "...how the hell do I get in there?"

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Inside the residence, Zoren stared at his phone while walking on the treadmill. Despite taking all the vitamins Penny had suggested, he couldn't sleep. It felt like every light bulb in his brain was switched on.