Upon doing everything in your power to avoid detection, you end up in a dead end while being pursued by Fyodor. It was only you that ran while he followed calmly behind, catching up to you nonetheless. The bitterness of the winter air hits your face as he stands in front of you with a sadistic grin.

"It's about time you stopped running...Why so scared, Маленькая мышь? You're not afraid of me, are you?"

The cloaked man chuckles deeply to himself.