In a futuristic city divided by a chasm between rich and poor, a desperate older brother signs a contract to pay his younger sister’s astronomical medical bills: the “Perfect Hunting Contract.” It grants the wealthy a chilling privilege: the legal right to hunt. He willingly becomes the prey. The moment the money to save his sister arrives, the countdown to his desperate flight begins. Clutching his only “weapon,” a laughably small knife, he slips into the cold wreckage of a steel behemoth.
But the hunters are faster and deadlier than he imagined. The metallic claws of mechanical hounds scrape out a prelude to death, their sound echoing through the empty ruins. Above him, the roof of a hovercar slides open without a sound. An elegant, merciless hunter gazes down with a gun, like a god toying with an ant.
Seventy-two hours. The game of life and death begins. Can he carve out a sliver of hope with a short blade, against the mechanical hounds closing in and the hunters’ precise aim? Which will draw blood first, his blade or the mechanical beasts’ claws? When the countdown reaches zero, will his sister have a new lease on life, or will he meet a silent end in this perfect hunting ground?
This is an ultimate battle of family, despair, and survival. In a legal hunting game for the rich, can a young man from the bottom of society fight back and tear through this cold “perfection”?
