Before the incident (4)

"Shi—!"

One of the men barely squeezed out a curse before the other shoved past him, his voice cutting through the air like a blade.

"We've been compromised!"

No hesitation. No deliberation. Just pure, unfiltered survival.

""Haaa~""

I sighed, even before their bodies moved, I already knew.

""Why does nobody ever listen to me when I say that?""

I muttered tiredly, they were going to futilely try to run, ignoring my very simple to understand warning not to.

Of course, they were. They always end up running...

The moment fear sank its teeth into their bones, the outcome became inevitable. No matter how many times others had failed, no matter how certain their capture was, they still tried. As if their struggle had ever mattered.

((Why do they always run?))

My question wasn't out of frustration, nor arrogance. Just...curiosity.

A mystery I would likely never solve.