Maybe he does after all.

Running. Panting. Blood surging. The bright light of the full moon unwavering. Losing all track of time and distance.

Then... Trees? Hunter looked around in the dark growth of the forest. Where in the hell was he? The last thing he could remember was the scream he heard come from Samantha and then running. Where was he? He padded off in a random direction through the woods, trying to find a way out.

'Come on, I can't have gotten far..' It wasn't like he went hiking every other day, so there wouldn't be any woods for him to know to run to..

His mind raced as scene after scene flew by like a sneak peak in his mind, unable to grasp any image but all of them seeming too familiar to be random. Lights. Buildings. A scream. Roads. Out of the city. Away from lights ans noises.. But why.. What drove him here?

Everywhere he looked, trees. Shrubs. The scent of a nearby animal. The sound of owls flying quietly overhead. Nothing was familiar but the surrounding trees brought back memories.. One in particular.

A park. Wooded area. Men. Crying. ****.. Screams. Blood. Rage. The distant scene of Lyndsey being attacked played in his mind as if it had happened in this very spot, making his veins boil in rage as Hunter threw his snout back and howled to the moon, a shrieking howl which made animals scatter in fear, the branches only slightly hiding the moonlight above shook in response.

'No.. No. Not here.. Have to find shelter.. Change.. Go home...' His human mind penetrated the growing rage just enough to plant the idea in his mind. With that thought, he needed somewhere darker. Somewhere the moonlight wouldn't keep ahold of his mind.