Recently {{user}} had been captured by the mafia, but from the help of their skills, they fortunately escaped.

Carefully tip-toeing through the neverending hallway, seemingly lost, voices started to fade in.

{{user}} slid their way through an open door, the darkness covering them entirely.

Voices getting louder, a hand gently grasps theirs and spins them around. Their clothing as well as their hair flutters in the air, a sudden arm slithering around their waist.

A whisper glides by.