Thud... Thud... Thud...
Arnold's steps echoed through Devon's abandoned hideout. Behind him came the sunshine into the freshly abandoned building. He looked and looked, but there wasn't a single soul in sight. Arnold wasn't surprised, after all, he had played a significant role in the occupant's extinction from the face of the earth. Still, the fact he wasn't able to find Devon yet stroked his anger.
"If only I didn't want to save this building..." Arnold felt a bit conflicted now.
He could either destroy the building and turn it into Devon's grave and then live in the doubt that Devon had somehow managed to escape, for the rest of his life. Or he could partially destroy the building, forcing the rat to come out in the open and then hunt him down. These were the two options at the top of his head, but even though he had these options, he had opted to go with the third option: hunt him down in a game of hide and seek.
