He was running, running fast into the woods and as far as possible. Like nothing could stop him, and in a way, nothing really could stop him. Not the authorities who'd long gave up on trying to catch up with him and certainly not the blood running down his face. Eventually he had to stop, to catch his breath and to scout his surroundings for the people after him.
Clear. Quentin checked his surroundings again. Clear- wait. There was something close by, something mechanical. It even seemed... oddly familiar. With caution, he stalked the trail of thought until he was at the door of a house. It had to be who he thought, it just had to be or else he was risking to come here for nothing. 'Honestly Quentin, it could be a trap.'
Casting doubt aside, Quentin knocked on the door softly. Knock, knock, knock. A pause, there was no sense in knocking urgently, it could scare away the person... but after a thoughtful pause he knocked again.
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He was running, running fast into the woods and as far as possible. Like nothing could stop him, and in a way, nothing really could stop him. Not the authorities who'd long gave up on trying to catch up with him and certainly not the blood running down his face. Eventually he had to stop, to catch his breath and to scout his surroundings for the people after him.
Clear. Quentin checked his surroundings again. Clear- wait. There was something close by, something mechanical. It even seemed... oddly familiar. With caution, he stalked the trail of thought until he was at the door of a house. It had to be who he thought, it just had to be or else he was risking to come here for nothing. 'Honestly Quentin, it could be a trap.'
Casting doubt aside, Quentin knocked on the door softly. Knock, knock, knock. A pause, there was no sense in knocking urgently, it could scare away the person... but after a thoughtful pause he knocked again.
Knock, knock, knock.