He watched the girl standing in the field, hugging her arm to her chest. He stood still as she searched for him. Her unseeing gaze swept past him. Her gown was torn. She was injured now and too tired to run any further.

He took a step towards her as she turned away from him. He could hear her trying to quiet her breathing and listen. By the time she did that, he knew, it would be too late. He moved closer to her until he was so close that he could hear her soft, even breaths. He smiled.