[Straywolf]

Makoto ran a few blocks, and onto a side street. She leaned against a wall, catching her breath. There's definitely something weird about these people. I've never seen such an acrobatic gang member before. And that police officer... Makoto closed her eyes, and took out the syringe from her pocket. Good thing I dodged this little bugger. I would've died back there.

Makoto took off her jacket, and wrapped the syringe with it. I don't want to risk accidentally stabbing myself with poison. She looked at her sleeveless shirt, and sighed. "Dammit. I should've worn something else."