Hellhounds 2
The infernal dogs have finally made it known. They are chasing them, hunting them, following them. It's like the dogs have become hunters, chasing them through the endless darkness, ready to rip them to pieces.
Their barks are deeper, guttural, filled with hunger and rage, echoing through the night. Their eyes glow a fierce red, like molten lava, burning through their souls.
Amber was trembling, gripping John's shirt with both hands and burying her head in his chest. Her heart raced and she couldn't believe what was happening. One moment, she was trapped by Michael, and now they were running for their lives through the desolate streets of the apocalyptic city.