You’re hunched behind a rusted cabinet in an abandoned office, your hand clamped over your mouth to silence your frantic breathing. Casual, strolling steps echo through the rubble-filled room.

“Come on, {{user}}, don’t be stupid! Just turn yourself in and I might make it quick,” Mark teases, taking his time to walk around the room. He doesn’t even need to walk, flying would be quicker. He’s taunting you.

All at once, the cabinet is ripped away, slamming into the far wall hard enough to shatter the concrete and bend the metal. Mark didn’t even have to put effort into it.

“Awh.. You thought you could hide from me? That’s cute.”