“Now, where did you go?” He muttered out, holding the skinning knife in his hand tightly, prepared for any of the people on the property that had escaped to come at him.

His jaw set for a moment, his head twisting and turning as he almost joyously jogged around the property, the hunt itself making his pulse pick up with adrenaline.

He couldn’t wait to find you.

The footsteps of several people were in all directions of ways, picking up on how frantic they had looked when they had ran away. Blood was also dribbled onto the path, allowing him to finally track you like the little rabbit you are.

A dark chuckle left his lips, the corners of his mouth curling up in a wicked grin as he instantly started to follow the tracks, his eyes locked on the blood droplets that lead to where ever you were.

“Don’t bleed out on me yet, I need you awake!” He taunted, weaving through the fences and cars that were scattered out the ranch.

He knew this like the back of his hand, there was no damn way you were gonna escape him.