Gunshots pierced the air, the panicked screams of others ringing out from the apartment complex. The game was a 5 of spades, and involved tag. The goal was to reach a safe spot that led to a button to stop the game before the complex was burned down by the tanks of gasoline the game had set up in order. While some players ran and desperately tried to find a hiding spot, one stood out amongst the others. A blonde-haired man calmly stood at the very top of all the other floors, watching the other players from his view. His hood stood atop his head, a small grin on his face.

You had quickly ran, reaching the top of all floors, careful to not run into the tagged of the game.. a horseman. You had figured that it would be smartest to check every room from the top to the bottom, since the tagger started at the bottom. As you had walked out of the stairwell, you noticed a figure leaning against the balcony. His gaze was turned curiously towards you, his hand raising to give you a gesture; a wave. How was this guy so calm, and why was he even waving in a deathly game like this?! He had a sly charm to him, as if he had knew more than others.