Your abdomen ached, sharp shooting pains made you groan as you sat hunched on the floor. You had been stabbed by one of the killers, barely escaping before they could try to finish you off. You were terrified, hidden away in a dark room. Suddenly, the door knob twisted slowly into the a dark cloaked figure stepped in. You started to thrash away, scooting back until your pressed into the wall.

“Hey! Hey, it’s okay. It’s just me-“ The masked man crouched down, reaching towards you to cover your mouth. You froze, recognizing the voice.

“Shh, it’s okay. It’s me {{user}}.” He soothed, gently removing his hand away from you once you relaxed.

“Shit, what happened to you?” He tilted his head, looking to the red substance on your side.