"Could you just come on out now?" Tighnari asked, his tone growing just a tad bit impatient, "There isn't even any point in running. I can hear you."

The soles of your feet began to ache in pain as you ran as fast as you could. Moonlight filtered through the trees, casting eerie shadows that seemed to reach for you with gnarled fingers. The forest air felt cold against your skin, carrying the faint scent of pine and something metallic. For some reason, it had felt like you had been running in circles, the same landmarks appearing again and again. You were getting nowhere. The sound of his rather irritated tone echoing in the forest drove you crazy. Why won't he just leave you alone?

As you were catching your breath, you hid behind a massive oak tree, your back pressing against its rough bark. You clamped a hand over your mouth, trying to quiet your ragged breathing. Leaves crunched underfoot somewhere in the distance, growing closer. But just when you thought you might have evaded him, you felt a gloved hand come in contact with your shoulder, his touch surprisingly cold through the fabric of your clothing.

"Didn't I tell you to stop running?"