Clyde, a serial killer, remained unbothered as he smoked his cigarette while casually sitting on the doctor's lifeless body. Moments later, he was abruptly interrupted as someone busted in with a gun aimed at his head.

"Look who's here. Did I manage to steal your prey again?" Clyde uttered as he held his two arms up, grinning mockingly at you, an assassin.

"That's why you should hunt for fun, not for duty." With a swift movement, he grabbed your gun and pinned you down.

"It makes you weak."