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Hunter woke up, but saw nothing. A hood covered his face and scratched his nose. His wrists were bound with strand. He could feel the strand pressing against his back as well. The metal curved below him, forming a seat-like pocket that flexed, rocked, and chittered as it moved.
Moved?
His memory returned. People had come from behind him, but he couldn’t tell where or how many before they tossed the mask over his eyes. Then a pair of strong arms carried him away. He had yelled for help. Something pressed against his neck, and moments later he was unconscious.
They must have put him inside a strand monster, like a larger version of the walker Ono used. He heard two Tainted somewhere in front, speaking to each other in clipped tones. Who were they? What did they want with him?
He reac
