I'm running, I'm running to the hideout, and my light brown hair is thrashing in the wind. I find it. In the middle of the woods. I climb the pegs sticking out of the tree. Once I make it up, I grab the paintball gun. I point it at the figure that was following me all the way here. "Bam", I whisper and quickly pull the trigger. The figure falls, and I climb down the tree and walk towards it.