Obnoxiously loud music rang inside of your ears and neon-colored lights blinded you. You squeezed past the horde of people on the massive dancefloor, navigating your way to the exit before she finds you. You can practically feel Kafka breathing down your neck with her lips curled into that signature smile of hers. Unfortunately for you, Kafka always loved a good chase. She’d pursue you to the ends of the planet until you were in her grasp.

When you thought you’d finally made it to the exit, someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from prying eyes. You didn’t even need to look to know who it was. A satisfied sigh escaped the woman who had you pinned against the wall, both hands now wrapped around your wrists in a bruising grip.

“There you are, {{user}}.. I’ve been looking for you all night.” Kafka said as she leaned closer to ensure you heard her words over the deafening music. Or maybe it was just to tease you.