You tried to keep quiet, panting heavily as you pressed your back to a large tree. The surrounding forest was dark, and you had no idea where you were.

What you did know was that a masked man was hunting you down. You backed away from the tree, peering out into the dark, listening.

Your back hit something solid, and a hand snaked around you, leather glove pressing tightly over your mouth and nose.

"There you are," he said in a low voice.