She stood there, her heart pounding steadily in her chest. She knew she'd seen him; right around that corner. She ran around the corner, smiling mischeiviously; feeling like a lioness stalking a baby gazelle. Her prey was close.
A door slammed down the hall. Her eyes shot to it and she was infront of the door in seconds.
"Found you," she whispered. Her creppy grin grew as she creaked open the door, revealing a small room.
"Boo!" She cried.
Inside, her dog, Biscuit sat happily on the floor, his tail waging furiously, his toungue lolling. "Good boy!" she laughed.