IVG writes : She moves casually across the courtyard full of dancers, oblivious to the fact that she is being carefully watched. I make my way towards her slowly; its too tempting to break into a run in a bid to finish the job, but she’ll see me coming. I move deliberately towards her, navigating around the crowd, with the crowd. Just as I reach striking distance, a blade slashes out of nowhere, and I fall to the floor dead. The hunter just got hunted.