Informant II

'Really now, did I just get dumped somewhere by this idiot?' Victor said in his mind, as he turned to look behind, seeing the tall trees that covered the land just before the cliff. "Good thing I put the tag on him." His markings were at most just small black dots, but then again they could qualify as tags either way.

For the one who just threw him away in some far a way place where he hoped to never see Victor again, he was completely drenched in cold sweat visibly soaking his under white shirt. There was no mistaking it. The person he just saw didn't do much, but there was no mistaking the aura of danger that completely overpowered him. If it wasn't for his years of experience, he would have peed his pants uncontrollably, even now he had to use the toilet to relive himself. 'Seriously, where did such a monster come out of? And why exactly was it after me?' He thought to himself slowly, as he took a leak inside the toilet, while contemplating reliving his quietly rumbling stomach.