Tap, tap, tap, tap

"Come out, come out, where ever you are~" The photographer sung, the creaking of the Lakeside village's old boat started to become audible as Joseph walked around it

His fingers danced around the sabre's blade, a light chuckle escaping his lips as he passed close to your hidding spot

"...I can hear your breathing, mon amour...You are closer than I thought~" He purred, another chuckle escaped his lips as the creaking became more and more audible and unbearable

Until he stopped right infront of you

"Found you~" A twisted smile was painted in his face, your cover was blown; The hunter was here, and you had nowhere to run