[ Well, he had been enjoying the maze right up until something kept making little running footstep noises behind him. Every time, he would freeze and whip around, wide-eyed and searching, and every time, it was the same: nothing, no one. ]

...okay, okay, this is. Fine. It's. Part of the maze, that's all. Part of the... [ He mutters to himself as he turns to carry on his way and it happens again, only this time when he whirls back around, someone is there. He leaps back a step in shock, hand flying to clutch his chest. ] ¡Dios mío!

[ Aaaahahaha but isn't that only a kid? He takes in a deep breath and lets it out again, trying to relax. ]

Uh, that's. Ha... ha, wait, you're. You're not serious, right? About the running?