>In your haste to save the whoever made that cry you ran into something pprobably unconcerned with saving anypony. >It's many eyes dart around their sockets. >Two of it's eyes focus themselves on you, although they seem to be straining to do so. >It opens it's unnaturally long mouth revealing lots of sharp and crooked teeth. >In your panic you turn and run. >The beast lets loose a loud call like a choir of toads before giving chase. >You really fucked up now, you're seperated from your friends and who are probably dealing with some new problem you dropped on them thanks to your stupid mistake. >You have no idea where you are going. >You're merely dashing up and down streets and alley ways with the creature in hot pursuit. >So you've been lucky and haven't run into any dead ends, but that could change at any moment. >You need to get away, but this thing is too fast to outrun. >And with your lifestyle choices you won't be able to keep up this pace. >You can feel your lungs burning already. >You notice a nearby construction site >Maybe you can lose it among the equipment. >You make a beeline towards it and the creature follows. >You dart around the site. >You run over top some concrete tubing which spills away as the creature follows, causing it to trip as the tubes spill out from under it's weight. >Thank Celestia too as it seems you landed from atop those tubes wrong and hurt your front leg. >You limp down a market area. >Your leg hurts too much to go much further, and you're exhausted. >You can only manage to follow the curve of the market street to get out of view. >The beast is sure to catch up, and you just can't go on anymore. >You hear it barreling towards you now. >This is it… >This is how you die. >As you resign yourself to your fate you notice that feeling you hate. >Somepony watching you. >Before you can figure out who and from where a pair of hooves reach out from behind you, cover your mouth and pull you into the nearby building.