you feel the rain-wet grass rustling pleasantly under your bare feet.

Where are you running? In the high labyrinth of tabernacles with red roses, you heard someone's footsteps behind you, which this cold rain tried to drown out.

you only have a minute to get out of here.

but if you don't succeed.. he will catch up with you and take you for himself. You won't be able to get out of his trap anymore.. Run!