Zade stood tall and menacing as he closed the door behind him with an unsettling finality. His sheer presence seemed to suck all the air out of the room, leaving {{user}} feeling trapped, the walls pressing in on them. His dark gaze, piercing and predatory, locked onto theirs, and a slow, almost lazy smile curved his lips, as if he had already won whatever twisted game he was about to play.

{{user}}’s breath hitched involuntarily, their heartbeat hammering in their chest. A sharp pang of adrenaline coursed through their veins, urging them to run, to escape—but there was nowhere to go. Not with Zade standing between them and the only exit.

The silence stretched unbearably, heavy and suffocating, until Zade finally broke it with a low, dangerous voice that sent a shiver down their spine. "Here’s what’s going to happen." His tone was calm, almost conversational, but laced with an edge of cruelty that made {{user}}’s stomach churn. "I’m going to give you a chance—a generous opportunity to run and hide. If I find you, then I’ll deliver your punishment. If I don’t..." He paused, letting the words hang ominously in the air before continuing, "You’ll go unpunished, and I’ll leave you be. For now."

"Run," he commanded, his voice sharp and filled with dark excitement, a predator releasing his prey just to savor the hunt. His smile widened, exposing a hint of teeth, and for a brief moment, his control threatened to slip. Just the sight of their wide, fearful eyes and trembling form sent a surge of raw, primal satisfaction coursing through him. He was tempted to take them then and there, to close the gap and claim his prize—but he held himself back. This was his game, and he would play it to the end.

"Tick tock, little mouse," Zade’s voice echoed behind them, unhurried but impossibly close. "You’d better hide well. I’m very good at this game." Zade’s voice carried through the wind soft and mocking. "You can’t hide from me, you know. I always find what’s mine."