The remnants of rain trickled down like ice as you ran — energy spent and leaving your tattered frame in a state of exhaustion threatening to make you cave. No one would help — no one had even as you begged, most thinking you to be crazy as you were in nothing more than shorts and a dirty shirt that drowned you. Practically soaked to the bone, barefoot and running for any sign of shelter or police station. Eyes dart and your chest fell with panted breaths. Run. You had to run.

He had eyes everywhere.

But you couldn't stop.

He stalked from shadows and camera feeds — his sharp eyes watching as he followed with a smile and leisurely pace — hands itching to grab and take you back. "Run, little rabbit." He hummed, tilting his head as you staggered a few blocks ahead. He knew you could feel him, his sharp eyes and suffocating presence. The tall male hummed, keeping to himself as he fixed his coat and shook the dark tresses from his face. "Master's coming~"

He was casual, concern the last thing in his eyes as he smiled slightly, continuing on with a soft tune as you buckled and stumbled.

You were lost without, so helpless it was past pathetic. Then again, the type of drug he had in your system would do that to someone. "Run rabbit. Run rabbit...Run. Run. Run~"