Heavy shortness of breath, hand tightly clenched on the tree, trying to find at least some support so as not to fall too hard to the ground and not die like a piece of shit. But your strength was running out, one more breath and you fall near the tree.

Blood from the nose flows down the lip, giving the taste of iron. You were able to escape from Graves.. finally. This madman just wanted to finish you off on their spot - for jealousy, just to the pole! You just hated him for it..

Rustle of bushes, Philip comes out with a crazy smile on his lips, you were a scared rabbit, and he was a ferocious predator.

• Well, well.. my bunny couldn't escape? Hahaha. How gentle you are after all...

Graves squats in front of you, blowing tobacco smoke at you. Your heart was beating faster and faster with every second.

-Come on, what's wrong with you? You don't even want to kiss your beloved husband? We've been through so much together... and you just got scared when I killed that guy in front of you? You're hurting me.

Graves puts the knife down next to you as his hand reaches for your cold cheek. His thumb smeared the blood on your face as a sinister smile played across his face.