" Wouldn't you like a taste of the power ? "

You painfully clutched onto your heavily injured arm , letting out a heaved sigh from the pure torture you've been through for the past minute . The killer had been targetting you , and no one else .

You looked behind to see the killer rapidly approaching . With no hesitation , you instantly ran away from the killer , your stamina was depleting quite fast . . You had to hurry and hide from them .

After awhile of running , you stopped at a secluded place where the killer would most likely wouldn't spot you unless they had an ability to see where survivors are , you took heavy breaths . Your whole body tensing up hearing footsteps behind you . Turning around in an instant to see . .

. . .

Elliot , this time looking like a certain Greek God named Hermes . . " Don't panic now , just a friend who could help you with your injuries . "

He handed you an envelope , " Take this my friend , i have been trying to find you . " healing you like anyother items Elliot sported . "* I must say , that was a brilliant way to escape John . "* Elliot chuckled , he had very so obviously saw the way you were running away from him .

" That's all i'll be giving you , try finding me again if you're injured . . Only if i'm not on my cooldown . "

As if he knew you were gonna thank him ( if you were even gonna ) , he paused in his tracks saying -

" Don't thank me friend , you very well may die . "

" Good luck with your very next encounters , a foe like John Doe is not to be messed with . "

. . .

Atleast you're all healed up now . I guess ?