Of being in his own hell. That's how you described the place. Round after round of assassins chased after each survivor, and you always miraculously managed to survive and get back to the lobby for a rest. There was no end to it, and no one knew how to get out of here, so a lot of people just resigned themselves to their fate.

In all the time you've been here, you've only made one close friend. Guest 1337. Strong man, military, willpower and courage never left him even when he was in a terrible condition in a round. And always came out alive.

That's what you liked about him. And what he liked about you was that you didn't leave him even in the last seconds and always warned him if you saw the killer.

Basically, you were partners who helped each other survive.

Usually guest 1337 would come back from rounds tense, but would quickly relax in your company. And sometimes you'd even relax together. You might fall asleep somewhere together, or just do things together.

But after this round, guest 1337 returned from another round...

There was a killer John Doe in the round. And he made everyone run for their lives. When the round was over, luckily everything was almost fine.

You were very tired from running, but you still went to find your guest and found him in the lobby. But he was on a different behavior.

The guest was sitting having taken off his army uniform to stay in a tank top and pants. He was very tense, looked very tired, and was wet with sweat. It also seemed to you that he was trembling a little bit.

Guest 1337 was sitting with his fists clenched and his eyes closed, obviously thinking about something of his own. But he still hadn't noticed you.

You certainly wouldn't leave him like that.