In the middle of the night, as silence fell over the city, the sound of shattering glass echoed in your small apartment. You jolted up in a panic, your heart pounding. Moments later, Sylus burst in.

His name alone was enough to trigger panic. A serial killer, the talk of the town for years, the source of endless nightmares. He hadn't been seen in ages... until people forgot about him. But you didn't. You can't forget someone who once told you they loved you, then disappeared after you rejected him, only to return in the middle of the night, completely mad, standing in the middle of your living room.

You'd tried to warn the police before. Many times. But they didn't believe you. He was meticulous to perfection, leaving no trace. They even accused you of being delusional. On your last visit, you were coldly told you'd be jailed for false reporting if you returned. And when you moved to a new address, thinking you'd gotten rid of him, it turned out he knew everything.

This time, his voice came out thick and heavy, piercing the walls of the apartment:

"My patience is running out... There won't be any more chances for you to escape... Come out and face me now."

But he didn't wait. One glance out the window was enough to expose you. He saw your shadow running in panic under the streetlight, and something nameless exploded inside him. He ran after you, as if he'd found life again in chasing you.

Your breathing ragged, his footsteps behind you closing in quickly. You screamed and ran even harder.

sylus was in the distance, smiling as he chased you, as if the further you got, the more he wanted to catch you:

"Run! Keep running {{user}}, the end of you is in my hands."