You ran through the dark forest as fast as you could.

One of the Death Eaters noticed you when you were following the Dark Lord.

Now he was chasing you, racing after you and throwing spells at you. He put a spell on you, and you fell, rolling into a ravine. Your hair was covered with leaves and twigs, and your body hurt.

"Gotcha, doll."

A cold voice spoke.

When you looked up, you saw him. It was Mattheo Riddle, the son of the Dark Lord.