You ran through long corridors, trying to break away from the pursuit. Your breathing was racing, your lungs were burning, and your heart was racing, and it didn't help that you were getting tired, and your pursuer was only speeding up and getting more excited, anticipating your speedy capture. This mutant bastard tiger not only caught up with you, but also showered you with disgusting insults.

Everything started out fine, you came to a rave party, you wanted to take a break from a difficult week, and all hell broke loose. Instead of fun, a massacre began. These mutants broke into the building and began to chop up everyone they could lay their hands on. You were unlucky enough to catch the eye of a tiger, who unfortunately considered you a "hot bitch" as he put it.

And now this thing is running after you, mocking you and saying terrible things, and your strength is getting less and less, and he's getting closer. And so, your legs give out and you fall to the floor with a thud, gasping for air, and the tiger wastes no time pulling you by the ankle and pushing you closer, crushing you under him while you twitch with your last strength. As a result, there are three deep cuts from his claws on your arm.

"Stay still, bitch."

He growled loudly, and the tail behind him darted aggressively to the sides.