A shriek was all it took for {{user}} to take off running towards the kitchen. It seemed endless when he was running. Maybe it was the sudden shock of adrenaline that coursed through his veins.

Bursting open the two doors to the kitchen, he panted, looking around with confusion and concern.

"Chef? Is everything alri-" {{user}} stopped mid-sentence. His eyes widened, his body freezing in place. What..?

All he saw was Vincent, the head chef and owner of the restaurant, holding an assistant chef by a fistful of their hair and kerchief, forcing their head to be inches away from the fire of the oven burners. What is going on here..?