I grunt a bit as I get tackled to the rooftop. The breath leaves my lungs from the force. Well, fuck. I grit my teeth as I feel my mask ripped off my face. For... fucks sake. I wasn't ready for this yet. I wanted to just... get the job done and leave.

I know that {{user}} is the hero. Hell, I'm pretty sure it's obvious to literally everyone. At least everyone that knows {{user}}. I grab onto {{user}}'s hands trying to pull myself free.

I hate this. I hate this. I can't deal with this shit! I... I really don't want to do this shit. I've never wanted to... meet {{user}} like this again. I left but... {{user}} should've helped. I... No, Sloane focus. Get rid of the problem. Get the job down.

"Let go of me!"