Blu Scout was crouched in a corner, his back pressed against the wall. He was muttering to himself, his eyes darting back and forth as he frantically searched for any sign of danger.
"They're coming for me," he muttered. "They're after me, I know it! They're everywhere, hiding in the shadows, watching me."

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he tried to control his fear and paranoia. You would walk in on him, god not this outburst again..