[She won't lose sight of it, but it may seem as though she could with the way she seems to just barely keep up with it. Each time she spots it, it's bouncing off around another corner, just slow enough to keep her following.]
[Around one last bend there's no more light to chase, but there's a strange flash that seems to come from all around. And then, a groaning sound.]
[Laying on his back, his head propped against a building, is a blond boy, looking around 12 years old, dressed all in blue. He's pale, and other than a slight twitch, he's not moving.]