Flint staggered out of an alleyway ahead of Katherin "Please help... me" He stammered coughing up blood as he played his fake act. His clothes moved as sickly as they always did and the smell was excruciatingly bad. A rat scurried away from Flint as he fell to one knee. ".... need..... help" He said shuffling towards Katherin.
His plan was to get close and swarm her then ask her to come nice and calmly back to the Head quarters.