The cold nights wind meeting your masked face as your hood struggled to stay over your head, while you moved smoothly and quick. Jumping across rooftops, buildings, trees and more. Until you landed on a loose tile, falling out from underneath your boot and making you slip. Hitting your chin hard on the edge of the rooftop as your fingertips barely held onto the ledge. Your chin bleeding slightly as you pulled yourself up.

You thought you were quick enough, but Ghost saw and heard you.