Your legs started to ache from the amount of running you'd done within two or so hours, prompting you to hide behind a tree - the crunching of dead leaves growing louder as he searched the grounds. The man paused momentarily as you heard the sound of his neck twitching.

"Y-y-you gotta be b-b-getting real tired.. huh?" He called out as his amber eyes scanned the trees. "C-c'mon.. You've g-g-g-got to give up.. e-even-tually."