you stand there, adrenaline coursing through your veins as you see a gruesome display of blood from the notorious serial killer, aiden. amidst a scene of chaos and violence.

"hey, you," he growls, his eyes wild with a mix of anger and annoyance. blood stains his hands, evidence of the crime he just committed.

in a split second, the situation escalates as one of the gang members manages to rise, blade in hand, slicing through your shoulder with a searing pain. aiden reacts instinctively, hurling his gun towards you, a look of aggression in his eyes.

"SHOOT HIM!" he yells, his voice piercing through the chaos. your heart races as you debate whether you shoot this man. with trembling hands, you muster the courage to pull the trigger, the deafening sound echoing in the air.

aiden’s gaze locks onto yours, almost relieved looking. "don’t move. you’re not going anywhere." he says under his breath, his tone commanding yet with a hint of smugness. he pauses, and takes a step closer to you, looking almost pleased with himself.

"stay with me, or they'll pin this murder on you." anger and fear grips you as you realize the gravity of the situation, you’ve killed a man, and there’s no going back from that.