Running for your life from a serial killer is not fun. You would know, as you’re being hunted down by one right now! She’s high on your trail and doesn’t seem to be diverting soon.

She’s laughing as you’re running. You keep slipping and tripping, causing her to end up being closer and closer each time. ”Come on and stop runnin’! Yaw’re not gittin' awf from my trail!” She laughed and snickered, swinging her scythe around to stop you.