There was a rush, a feeling that had been buried deep inside of him, a thrill he had long forgotten. As he ran through the thick forest, the light of the moonlight following him from up high he felt the night chill caress his cheek and a smile formed on his face. Mark was right beside him, catching up to his pace and for a second he remembered a field. Cheers and the adrenaline kicked in. Nothing else mattered, just the goal, just victory and he ran faster and faster following the sound, searching for Alexander.