They will find you

Someone walks down a crowded avenue in the city. He’s a tall, massive cyborg with an adult face, blond hair. He has two artificial eyes and extendible limbs. He’s dressed in a long black raincoat. Over him, without anyone noticing him, dozens of drones fly: tiny artificial insects with eyes and powerful scanners, connected to the net

The cyborg stands still in the crowd, looking for something or someone. Then he smiles. He starts to walk and sends an anonymous message to the ID account of a guy who’s walking through the crowd. The kid gets it. He looks around. He turns into an alley. The cyborg follows him. When he realizes he’s reached a dead end, the boy hears footsteps behind him. He is scared. He doesn’t have time to turn around for the cyborg’s extendible arm to grab his skull. “I did as you told me, I gave him the files you gave me,” cries Wan desperately. “That’s right Wan. And now we don’t need you anymore.”