The Shadow Thief!

The Thief that Steals
Constant clacking against the grounds repeated, as a man made his way down a narrow entrance. Quickly heading to what seemed to be an escape route built in. Looking to his left and right, he wanted to be sure of what seemed to be an escape. As he made his way, things consistently fell from his arms. From bread, to clothes, to everything else he seemed to have graded that he could.

The long running road seemed to have been coming to an end, and he grew a large smile across his face. However just before he reached the end, to what seemed to be doors began to close up. At a time like this, one wouldn't be able to keep their composure, but he seemed to already know. Stomping his feet to the ground, the sliding doors fell directly into the ground, and he jumped straight through. Landing to his feet, he let off a slight chuckle. Then quickly headed towards an unknown direction. Along the way, he looked through the things he held in his hand, looking great at some, and not so at others.