He awakes, shocked, to find himself quivering in the snow. Travelling at such a high speed on that bullet train did not give him any hope of surviving the fall. Now he has to find a way to survive like he always has.
Alone. How will he be able to find civilization in this deserted place, let alone people who will accept him when #850 is branded on his forehead?
He is, after all, an escaped convict.
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