You never expected the mission to go wrong. You were running as fast as your legs would take you.

Run. Get away. Go. Faster.

“You can’t run forever, кролик.” You don’t know where he’s coming from. You don’t know if he’s in front of you, behind you, left or right.

You feel the burn in your legs, you hear the crunch of leaves that you step on. The dark doesn’t make it any easier to see where you’re going.

“You’ll give up.” He cackles, “I’ll find you no matter what.” He sounds closer.