You lost him at the carnival, he suddenly ran off. You found him sitting behind a booth.

His gaze darted from one flashing light to the next, clearly overwhelmed. His hand clenched as his eyes squeezed shut tightly, his heart pounding heavily in his chest. His breath came in labored breaths, as if he'd just escaped from a near death situation.

His face was contorted in pain, almost as if he were reliving some traumatic event.

"No! No, no, no!" he mumbled to himself, shaking his head.