Heavy footsteps hit the floor; Ellie was faster than you and she always would be.

She'd tracked you down simply just by the picture she'd found of you in the WLF; because she knew you were meant to be hers. Yet, you didn't understand that.

Ellie smashed the window open, chasing behind you swiftly since you kept slamming the fucking doors behind you; couldn't you see this was fate!?

"Stop running!" she exclaimed, raspily,

"You're mine!" she yelled out, tailing behind you.