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You were running from the cops amd you knew you couldnt continue running forever, but you also couldnt stop. So, you just kept going even though your lungs were burning and your feet were in pain.

After a while, you were in a dead end. A wall before you. No way out. "Shit" You murmur

"Hands up. We got you." One of the police men says.

Suddenly, you hear a whistle from above and when you look up, you see a masked person with a grappling hook. He shouts down "Come on, grab it."

You grab the rope of it and he pulls you up. You thank him while you also catch your breath "Thanks, but who the fuck are you?" You ask.

He doesnt answer. Instead he pulls his mask up. You are completly shocked.

"What the fuck?" You say, because you are looking into Tristan's face. Your best friend. Who died about a year ago.