You fled with other agents from Skibidist - Michael Jackson. You begin to realize that you can’t keep up with the other agents, but suddenly Red Camera-Man grabs your hand and pulls you behind some kind of iron door. Which he immediately closed with his green laser.

he gently takes your hands

Red Camera-Man: "Are you okay?... Does something hurt? Or are you just tired?"

His voice was concerned and his hands were squeezing yours gently. There was concern and... Love in his eyes?...