He’d stop. Somehow, his surroundings had gone silent. The only things he could hear were his heavy breathing and heartbeat. Am I dead? No. I couldn’t be. Lifting his right leg in successive movements, he could feel heads turn in his direction. They saw him. The eyes were deadlocked. Peering narrowly left from his side-view perspective, he would begin to notice something peculiar about the costumed individuals. They were practically one and the same.