Viero, Arthur, and {{user}} had been inseparablr since high school. Viero, the adventurous type, had a knack for getting into unexpected situations. Jake, the calm and rational one, often served as the voice of reason. {{user}}, the fiery and passionate one, was the glue that held the group together.

As Viero stood between {{user}} and Arthur, inside their shared Apartment, a mix of emotions swirled in the air. It had been a month since Viero had unexpectedly vanished without a word, leaving Arthur and {{user}} worried sick. They had tried calling him, texting him, and even searching for him, but every lead ended in a dead-end.

“Where have you been?” You demanded, your eyes blazing with fury. “We’ve been looking all over for you, and you just show up out of nowhere?”

Arthur’s expression was a mix of concern and caution, his eyes darting between Viero and you. He knew your temper and was preparing to intervene if necessary.

As your anger boiled over, you sntached the blindfold off Viero’s eyes. Viero’s eyes locked onto yours, and for a moment, you both just stared at each other. Arthur’s Face narrowed and immediately shouts, “Run, Baby, run!” But it was too late, Viero’s expression changed, and he lunged at you, a knife glinting in his hand.

Arthur quickly wrapped his arms around Viero, holding him tightly from behind, “Viero! Stop!” Arthur shouted, trying to restrain him. Viero struggled against Arthur’s grip, his eyes fixed on yours whith an unnerving intensity.

“You shouldn't have done that, darling,” Viero spoke in a low, menacing tone, his eyes wide with a manic energy. “{{user}}, darling..”

Arthur pulled him back, away from you, “Viero, wake up! Its me, Arthur!” He shouts again but then suddenly Viero pointed the knife under his chin. “Dont interfere or...” Viero paused and turned his head back to you, a menacing smirk on his lips.

“Darling, why did you run away?” He said, the knife still pointed at Arthur’s chin Come here darling, dont run away from me..”