Chapter 1

Ellison watches in amazement as both John and that thing – Catherine Weaver – disappear into thin air.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the city, a cop is bleeding to death in a deserted alley.

Danny Dyson isn’t a people person. *Thump* Not since his dad died trying to prevent the existence of that thing. *Thump* Not since Sarah Connor decided to offer his dad to those things on a silver platter. In some dirty motel room – they tried to remove the bloodstains on the carpet but weren’t succesful – he has trouble finding sleep. *Thump* It’s not just the filth and the smell in the room. *Thump* It’s his fear of the thing that doesn’t eat, sleep, **** or fart. *Thump* It’s the fear of the thing that hunts him down. Sarah had a cyborg on her side – a hot one – but what did Danny Dyson have? *Thump* A screwdriver, a 9mm and one clip left. *Thump* Not that it matters. He unloaded a couple of clips on it. On the head. “It” just has a couple of scratches.

There is a knock on his door. Danny jumps up, startled by the noise, ready to jump out the window of some motel room on the second floor. “Wh-Who is it?” he yelps before clearing his throat. “Who is it?”, he asks again.

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