“Run, run, run as fast as you can,” he sang, creeping forward. I couldn’t hear a single step he took. He moved as quietly as a mouse. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’d seen him come in, I’d have no idea he was even in the room. Aleksandr crouched to check under the bed. I snuck out from behind the couch and kicked him in the back, yelling, “You can’t catch me, I’m the gingerbread man!”
