He was running endlessly, checking his back to see any more people that were chasing him. When he saw no one, he relaxed a little and dropped down to the ground. He was exhausted, tired of running so many times that he just wanted to give up.

"Catch Him!!"

That did it and he stood up once again and resumed the endless chase. He was fast, but he didn't know how long he could last against all the chasers. He turned an alley, but it was a dead end.

"!" He cursed, when he turned around, he was met by at least ten collectors. Trying to figure out how to get out of this situation, but to no avail, there was no escape. Hands grabbed onto him, and soon his mouth was covered by a cloth. And a few seconds later, everything turned black and he embraced unconsciousness.