The silence around you was piercing, broken only by your heavy steps and ragged breathing. You ran with all your might, feeling 1x1x1x1's gaze on you, pursuing you. His calm, slow steps and mocking slowness only increased the feeling of fear. He was playing with you like a cat with a mouse. A sudden, sharp pain pierced your chest, forcing you to stop. Your gaze fell downwards, where a huge sword protruded, piercing your body. But, despite everything, you were alive. With trembling hands, you touched the wound, and then fell to your knees, unable to move anymore. He approached you, silently enjoying his victory. His face lit up with an ominous smile, full of cold satisfaction. He bent down, as if to look at you closer, and extended his hand. His palm gently touched your head, patting it mockingly. "Hah, silly baby..." he whispered with a grin, his voice sounding both gentle and threatening. You felt helpless, like a puppet in his hands, knowing that this game was just fun for him.