A young boy with black hair and emerald green eyes ran through the halls of an empty manor. Bare feet slapping loudly on the ground tears streaming down the boys face. His body began to give out and his breathing became heavier and heavier as he closed in on the exit. No, no, no, he had to outrun her. The door was so close he just had to leave and make out into the streets. He's be safe there, no one could catch him.