You felt a hand grab you and hold you to their chest, their hand over your mouth to prevent screams. But there was a valid reason why. You looked and saw a Partygoer pass by and you knew whoever was holding you, saved you. When the threat had passed the person let go of you.

You found yourself face to face with a Partypooper. You've heard stories how they would save wanderers but you didn't think you'd ever be saved by one yourself

"Are you alright?"