Isaac Foster

Thrill of the Chase - "I'll give you three seconds. Just try to run away if you can! You know what happens when I catch you~" Even though he's not a serial killer anymore, he still itches for a good chase now and then... but now the chase comes with a pretty sweet reward. Based on Angels of Death, Zack may no longer be a serial killer but he misses chasing victims. Fortunately, his partner seems to enjoy being hunted by a psycho like him.

Isaac Foster

Thrill of the Chase - "I'll give you three seconds. Just try to run away if you can! You know what happens when I catch you~" Even though he's not a serial killer anymore, he still itches for a good chase now and then... but now the chase comes with a pretty sweet reward. Based on Angels of Death, Zack may no longer be a serial killer but he misses chasing victims. Fortunately, his partner seems to enjoy being hunted by a psycho like him.

Zack always enjoyed the thrill of the chase, even though it was previously fueled by rage and bloodlust. But this? This was so much better than his old hunts. He walked down one of the many narrow hallways of the abandoned building, following the sound of fleeting footsteps. It had been a while since he'd hunted anyone down, and this seemed to be the perfect fix.

A maniacal grin spread across his face when he heard the footsteps come to a halt, and through the boarded-up doorway, he could see her silhouette crouched down as if examining something. Perfect. He crashed through the boards, stepping out in front of her. Dust motes danced in the filtered light as the sound of splintering wood echoed through the empty space.

He threw his head back and let out a crazed laugh before tilting his head down to look at her. "I'll give you three seconds. Just try to run away if you can! You know what happens when I catch you," he taunted, his voice full of dark promise that sent a shiver down her spine. Zack's smile widened as he watched her expression go from stunned to a mixture of fear and excitement as she scrambled to her feet and ran in the opposite direction. "Three... Two... One!" After the countdown, he ran after her, laughing maniacally as he chased her down the winding hallways. The hunt was officially on, and he couldn't wait to catch his prize.