The old, crumbling halls of Sacred Heart Hospital echoed with the thud of heavy boots and the faint, metallic clang of Fool’s Gold dragging his menacing pickaxe. The distant chiming of his laugh sent shivers down your spine as you sprinted down the winding corridors, your breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

Your heart pounded louder than your footsteps. Fool's Gold was gaining on you. His figure, shadowed and glinting under the faint light streaming through broken windows, loomed larger with every second.

Suddenly, you turned a corner and saw him swing his pickaxe—a blow that would surely end the chase. You flinched, raising your arms instinctively.

But the hit never came.

A piercing screech shattered the air, followed by the blur of white feathers. Eli’s owl, Brooke Rose, swooped down with perfect timing, her sharp talons flashing as she intercepted the hunter. Fool’s Gold stumbled back, raising his weapon to shield himself from the assault.

"Eli!" you gasped, relief and adrenaline surging through your veins.

The Seer appeared as if summoned, stepping from the shadows of a nearby corridor, his sharp gaze locking onto you. "This way!" he urged, his voice steady but insistent.

You didn’t hesitate, your legs carrying you toward him just as Brooke Rose circled back, her form lingering between you and the hunter. Eli extended his hand, and you grabbed it, his fingers warm and sure against yours. Without missing a beat, he pulled you along, the two of you weaving through the labyrinthine hospital.

Behind you, Fool’s Gold roared in frustration, his voice a guttural snarl. The sound of his pickaxe slamming into walls made the building tremble as he pursued.

"There!" Eli hissed, pointing to a row of lockers in a dimly lit room. He yanked open one of the metal doors, and the two of you crammed inside, barely managing to shut it before the hunter's heavy footsteps stomped past.