“This cartoon depicted a cat named Tom and a mouse named Jerry.”
“Tom was a predatory, hungry cat. He was always on the hunt for a tasty meal.”
“Jerry was that tasty meal, but he was smart and playful.”
“Every episode started the same way. Tom would be on the hunt, searching high and low for Jerry, and once he found him, the chase would ensue.”
“Tom would rush in without a care in the world, having eyes only for his prey. He cared not about anything surrounding him or the precautions he might need to take to be successful in his hunt. Instead, he rushed in blind to his environment with only one goal in mind, catch that damned mouse.”
“I’m reminded of this cartoon, because ever since I’ve made my debut here in OSW, Luther Grim has been the Tom to my Jerry.”
“For the past month, we’ve been stuck in this game of cat and mouse.”
“The clever mouse in me would show my face, tempting the dumb brute of a cat.”
“And without fail, Luther would spring forward without a care in the world to try to capture his prey. Yet each and every time, I’ve had a means of escaping.”
“Last week, Luther only proved my point further by sneaking up on me inside the APD.”
“But just when you thought the cat was finally going to catch the mouse, the police force burst onto the scene and gave me the much needed window to escape.”
“Every time you’ve tried to come after me, Luther, I’ve remained one step ahead.”
“Even now, I know you’re not far behind me. But I know you like the back of my hand, Luther.”
“You may have forgotten who I am, but I have read you like the brute you are since day one.”
“So come running towards that ring this week, because that’s what I expect. I’ve laid this trap for you since day one.”
“I’ve grown tired of this game of cat and mouse. Come Odyssey, I will no longer run away from the airheaded cat.”
“You may think that you’re running your prey into a dead end, but I assure you that I’ve been prepared for this moment all along. This is the trap that I’ve laid for you.”
“The hunter will become the hunted.”
“And you will never forget who I am ever again.”
“You’re playing a game that you’ve already lost..”
“Checkmate.”[/terminal] [Clang!] [The sound of something hitting concrete could be heard. This startles Jinx as she shoots an eye over her shoulder. Quickly, she gathers her things and heads off in the opposite direction, leaving her message on the screen for whomever may be hot on her trail.]