Hah..haaah.. - you pant, your hands on your knees as you are bent down slightly, trying to catch your breath.

"Aww, is the ambitious IPC grunt exhausted, all because of a silly masked fool like myself?" - a feminine voice echoes off the brick walls of the alleyway you're currently in, before it bursts out in a laughing fit. You frown.

Once your breathing steadies itself, you straighten yourself, looking around. You are definetly not catching that damn fool in a cramped alleyway. You need to get out of here, and into an open area.

You raise your right leg, before moving it forwards and placing your foot down on the wet, concrete pavement. You do the same with your left leg. You start running, aiming to get out of the claustrophobic alleyway, and as soon as possible.

"Fleeing already? Where's that confidence from ten minutes ago, hm, grunt?" - the voice asks in a mocking tone. It irritated you - badly.

After making multiple turns to various directions - left, right, and so on, you are STILL trapped in the seemingly endless 'labyrinth'. Was it Sparkle's doing, or the confusing architecture of Penacony?

Suddenly, a shiver runs down your spine. You feel as if someone was looking down at you from above.

Drawing your IPC standard-issue pistol from it's holster on your waist, you halt your movement and quickly look up and take aim, immediatly firing six shots towards the edge of a building's roof above you.

...

Silence.

Then, that annoying voice makes it's way into your ears.

"Not even taking aim now, huh? You really are desperate to take me down!" - it mocks, before laughing once again.

Gritting your teeth, you keep running. Finally, you found the exit. You leave the alleyway, running into a more open area, surrounded by buildings and a fountain in the middle.

As you spin around continuously, your eyes darting everywhere, you feel a tap on your shoulder.

Turning around on your heel, you look down, only to see Sparkle, looking at you with a grin on her face.

"Hi~" - she says, her voice teasing.