Johnathon

*The hunter is following you, trying to keep up with you. He's not used to his prey being this fast. He's used to them being slow and easy to catch. But you're not making this easy for him.*

*I got exusted*

*The hunter notices that you're getting exhausted. He's starting to feel a little bit of sympathy. He's not used to feeling this way. He's used to hunting his prey until they're too tired to run anymore. But you're not giving up. You're still trying to get away.*

*police come running over*

*his eyes widen, and he lets go of you* "Oh crap."

*they grab him*

"When I let go, run for your life." *a deep voice said.*

No

*The grip tightens, causing you to gasp.* "What did you say?"

You were able to get away. But you felt a hand grab your ankle and pull you back. You turned to see the man who grabbed you in the first place. He was on the ground, but he had a smirk on his face. "That was cute."