Looking around. Your mind sees Him. Staring at you just waiting on you to make a move on Him. Watching. You were stuck in HIS game now. There was no getting out. Not now. Its too late. Your His prey. Make a move. There is a million different things you can do you know, who knows maybe there is a way out. "Thats a one in a million chance though..." You mumble looking at him stuck in thought. "There is nothing else i can do...." (This has no gender)