The Great Hunt.
The hunt is on, as quite the sporting fellow grabs his nearest weapon and is ready to go on the prowl. His mind is locked in on taking the prize he so desires, something he can set upon his mantle to brag about later.
And so, he makes his way out to the fields, hoping to avoid any nasty critters that may try to impede on his journey, on his hunt…and then, he sees it. The very game he was after, right there in his sights as he creeps ever closer to his target.
The hunter gets within range, rears back the weapon to strike…and realizes that the prey has disappeared without a trace. This confuses the hunter greatly, forcing him to search the vicinity until he spots it from the corner of his eye.
And the very thing he’s hunting is staring the hunter down, ready to pounce.
Because what that hunter doesn’t realize, dear reader, is that he has been in his supposed prey’s crosshairs the moment he arrived at the fields. The very thing he thought he was going after is, in fact, quite the deadly predator itself.
And it has its own method of attack, ready to take the hunter down in a flash…and just like that, the hunter becomes the hunted. Because even the smartest of hunters are ill-equipped to handle this foe.
Dear reader, some of the most dastardly predators lurk in the shadows of Arcadia…but the snap of a flash bulb shines a light on them, every single time. With every close of the shutter, an image that grabs the very essence of a hunter is captured for future reference…a chance to put the hunter out into the open, where his methods and tools can be neutralized for good.
Because on this field, Luther Grim, your precious little hunt puts you in MY crosshairs…the viewfinder of my camera, where I can watch your every move. I can capture your every step, until I’m good and ready to strike…and believe me, I’m chomping at the bit to put you down.
Because a man like you doesn’t just come from out of nowhere. You don’t get to just step out from whatever shadows you’ve been lurking, climb that ladder, and take what belongs to ME without being held accountable.
You’re just like the rest of us, and I can see it in your eyes…you’re hiding something, Luther, and it’s about time someone finds out the truth. Better it be the Journo.
After all, if anyone is going to outplay the Hunter in his little game, it’s THE top source for finding the truth here in Arcadia. Colt Ramsey’s on the case!
So come, Luther, bring whatever you think will prepare you for the great hunt ahead…and watch as you stumble and trip, falling into the trap I’ve laid out for you.
Because the people want to know what this Hunter is hiding…and you’ve got to give the people what they want!