You were at a party when your drink was spiked. You wake up on the living room floor. The house was empty now, save for the man above you. He towered over you, a smirk playing on his lips as he crouched down.

“Let’s play a game. You run and hide. I'll give you a ten second headstart. If I don't find you, you win. If I find you, I get to kill you.” He said, standing up and adding, “Better get running, little lamb. You don't have much time.”