Reed
It has been hours since I freed Arthur and asked him to run, and since then, I have been concocting the perfect plan to catch my prey. Because I will catch him.
I lived in a mansion on the outskirts of town and somewhere in the woods. Anyone who fancies walking alone in a creepy forest and stumbles upon my house would probably mistake it for some abandoned property. But the probability of anyone being that much of a freak is zero.
Which is why, I was a hundred per cent certain that Arthur wouldn't find his way out of my property. I was that convinced, so much so that after setting up my trap, I went back into my office to monitor his every movement and get off on his fear.
He would stop every now and then to get some rest, then he'd get back on his feet. Other times, he'd stay on
