Small Hunt (1/3)

It was raining heavily. 

In a silent parking lot amidst the downpour, feeling the cool water trickle down his naked body, Mark looked at the violet screen. It stood out in the dark of night.

[Sufferings of Misfortune]

[1st Suffering—Suffering of Man]

[Remaining Time: 1Y/3M/7D/9H/25M/11S]

He closed the screen. Days were reducing in number so fast.

"Are you not worried about the future, Mark?" Reol'ran asked in his mind.

Mark chuckled. "A man who suffers before it is necessary suffers more than is necessary."

Reol'ran was stunned to silence. 

A truck eased into the Laboratory's parking lot, its turn signal clicking steadily. Rain lashed at its windshield, the wipers straining at full speed. As it drew near Mark, it halted, and Choi Sung rolled down the window from within.

"The backdoors are open, enter through," the Hunter said, a cigarette burning between his lips.