Jesse’s worst fears are confirmed when his feet automatically move to follow Hanzo into the alley, keeping pace with the archer almost step for step. The spinning wheel. That has to be the cause, though why this? And why Hanzo? Like most things in Deerington though, there are no answers. The weirdness just is what it is.

“Well I’d sure love to do that, but it’s not lookin’ like I have much of a choice.” He speaks through gritted teeth as he tries to fight his movement in Hanzo’s direction. All the strain and frustration seem to be for nothing though. He remains the exact distance from Hanzo he’d been before, which appears to be the maximum distance his body will allow.