"Uh...M'names' Myles," the male said, a creeping dread lingering in his stomach. He kept telling himself that there wasn't really anything to be afraid of, this man was...nice enough for helping him get away. "But does it matter...?"

He didn't want to slow down, but suddenly his whole body felt just too heavy. One limb after another just sort of shut down. He only then realized the constriction of his chest and the lightheadedness; he took a deep breath and tried to keep his pace.

...He still wanted to know what this man expected from him.