Despite her level of intelligence, Hunter did not understand human media. As she flipped through the many news networks while waiting for night to fall, all that she could spot were stories on car accidents, deaths, and even repeating stories of her own murders. Those made her chuckle. She wondered idly why humans displayed the worst of their society; no wonder so many of them lived morbid, apathetic lives, or just completely lost their minds and ended up in even more depressing mental hospitals.
It had been a little over 24 hours since Hunter had officially taken Cierra; she'd found her badge in the jacket that she was wearing, confirming that she was indeed a detective with the city police department. Soon enough, her face would be flashing across the screens of the local news networks
