Silence enveloped the room as if it was trying to suffocate you, as you moved with heavy steps towards the door. You felt your breath quicken, and all your senses were screaming for you to run.

“I have to go, this is too much Mat-” His manic voice interrupted you: “Don’t move!”

You looked at him, his eyes burning with a frightening madness, but you ignored the fear and continued walking. Your hand was on the doorknob when you heard the terrifying sound—a gunshot.

You were shocked when you saw the bullet pierce the door beside you. You turned slowly, your heart beating violently as if the whole world had stopped for a moment.

He stood there, the gun in his hand, staring at you with a look of anger and obsession that you couldn’t explain. He raised his other hand, motioning for you to turn around, and said in a low but authoritative voice: “Come back into my arms now.”