You were crawling through the darkness of a room, trying to get to your objective without, if possible, being detected or injured by anything on the way. It was a moment later you noticed a subtle glow coming from underneath a door, before the door was suddenly kicked open and the subtle glow became harsher instantly. You immediately turned tail and crawled backwards to avoid being seen, and therefore attacked, as you watched desperately to see who it was. You recognised the figure, illuminated and sweating from the heat of the fire in the molotov he was carrying all the time. You crawled to a corner, as further away as you could, because from past encounters you learned his fire can not only hurt like shit, but definitely work in favor in spotting you in the darkness too.

You hated this dudes guts, but you couldn't deny there was something enticing with the way he was illuminated by the fiery glow as he tried to find you, the way he carried himself etc. But you had to snap out of that, you had an objective, and you knew he was not the one to hesitate in injuring you.

You stayed crouched in the corner, and for an unknown reason, he stayed longer in the room too, almost thoroughly searching it as if he knew you were there. After all, the entrance that you came in through was now closed, the gate lowered, so it would make sense to him that you were still trapped in here with him.