"50...49...48..." Kinzo counted out loud to himself, hopping with each decrease in number. His breathing was calm and controlled, not even bothering to flinch as a crackling static charged the building with a screech, followed by a loud, blaring voice that resonated deeply within the abyss of this Hell. It seemed like God had something to say to them, but the young man wasn't interested. Kinzo gave a little sigh as he hopped to his next step, aware that his huntress was near. Her haunting melody had interrupted his tuneless humming just moments ago. 

"30...29...28..." According to his map, this particular hallway splits into three different directions. He paused momentarily at the tri-fork, cocking his head to the side as darkness brushed all around him. He could hear the sweetness of the violin from where he was standing, just directly ahead of the split path. 

He turned around, taking a deep breathe. He blinked once, the first one in a whole hour, and then shouted. 

"I win, Bloody! I found my prize first!" Kinzo grinned, raising his hand to high-five the shadows that stood next time him. With a gracious twirl, he set down the path that would lead him to his destination - twenty-eight steps back the way he came from.

"3...2...1...there." A silent creek as a door slowly swung open. "Hi, little Bunbun. Oh, I didn't know you have company with you."