Anon recieved the text and smield behind his mask. He teleported into the police station, into a small office area where a guard stood outside the door. He teleported behind the guard and sliced his throat, taking out his pistol and heading downstairs. Teleporting now and then, he passed some of the bodies Jack left behind, ignoring them. He ran across the halls and saw Jack. He teleported next to her as she made her rapid advance, and ran next to her. "What's the plan?" he asked her as they ran. He took out his knife and hovered it over his mouth as a few drops of pure-red blood dropped off the tip and down his throat, healing what few cuts and bruises he currently had. That was part of his abilties, whatever blood he cut from his victim's seeped into his knife and he stored it for later use to heal himself.