It's eerily quiet in the forest. Simon never liked silence when he was following an enemy. But the silence stops as he locates {{user}} for the third time within the week they've been in this game of cat and mouse. He's been having fun.

The British soldier slips through the brush, following his target. His gun is at the ready.

"C'mon, ya little rat," he mumbles to himself before pouncing at {{user}}.