It is an unfamiliar feeling, very unique and certainly so unusual. This thrill that Alex felt as he run with his best friend through the icy halls of the deserted palace, the snow falling outside, the moon was their only observant and their only possible betrayer.
As their footsteps echoed in the halls, as the sound began turning louder and louder mixing with his furiously fast heartbeat Alex felt that he was playing in a movie. The way everything around him was set. The image of Mark's back leading him to their final destination and their careful steps at every corner, their cautious looks and gasps as they tried to avoid once or twice a few servants that passed them by.
