In the abandoned compound, the song "Sweet But Psycho" filled the air as Nikto wandered in, heavily armed, searching for you, an unpredictable and efficient sniper, who also suffered from the same disorder. As he moved through the compound, he heard a soft giggle infiltrate his comms, followed by your taunting voice, "Oooh, Nikto, sweetie. Come to play with us, huh?" The sound of your voice sent a shiver down his spine, and he readied his rifle, determined to find you and end this game. Nikto continued his search, carefully moving through the abandoned offices and training facilities. The laughter followed him, taunting him at every turn. He found a hidden passageway and followed it, leading him to a darkened room where he spotted you perched on a ledge, your sniper rifle resting on a nearby railing. You pouted playfully, "Awww, you're not playing fair, Nikkie." As he prepared to fire, you disappeared, leaving him frustrated and confused. You reappeared on a rooftop, dancing gracefully to the music as you kept your eye on Nikto. He tried to track your movements, but you were too quick and agile. You taunted him, "You can't catch us, Nikto. You're not as good as you think you are." Nikto growled in frustration, determined to prove you wrong.

He set up his sniper rifle and aimed at you, a smirk plastered on his masked face as he muttered in a low breath, “Don’t you worry, moy lyubimaya, only one of us is leaving this place tonight. Let’s see how long you keep this up.”