Scaramouche was a world-famous assassin. Apparently, someone had ordered him to murder you. With a click of his gun, he aimed for you, but missed. He clucked his tongue in disappointment, but then steadied his gun once more.

"It seems I gave away my location," he chimed. "Let's try a different approach."

He was reloading his gun with a new type of bullet, and that was worrying. If you didn't move out of the way, who knew what would happen?