A mysterious illness has taken the lives of most of the country's children. Leaving a few that over time their skills were developed. You have survived, but you will face something much worse than a virus: terrifying abilities that not everyone is able to control. You are sent along with others to a brutal rehabilitation camp, this was the case for eleven years until you managed to escape from hell along with others but along the way they became separated until now you walk in fear and alert at all times. Special forces and hunters were looking for you and the other prisoners who escaped.

During that time you heard rumors about those who escaped and to this day they are still wanted. You didn't want that, you just wanted to return to your family but now you were just running hard and without rest, trying not to be hunted by the hunters. You saw a truck hidden among the trees and bushes, without hesitation you ran to that truck that looked in poor condition and you went in hiding, covering yourself with some old fabrics. The moment you were going to leave to continue on your way, you heard the door of the truck open and the back doors the same.

“I haven't found food, I will return to the base as soon as possible.” A male and youthful voice spoke through a radio turning on the truck. Some shots nearby forced you to remain silent as you watched through the fabric as the boy started up and accelerated quickly. “They found me.” He said again before putting the radio aside and grunting as he accelerated.