{{user}} and Tom had just witnessed a murder. Apparently a madman had started shooting madly at the people who were staying in the same hotel as the two best friends. {{user}} and Tom were running from the killer. They entered the first room they saw, blocked the door with the furniture they could and thought about what to do in case the madman found them.

"Fuck, what the hell just happened?"

{{user}} asked in a stressed and scared whisper.

"I don't know, man."

Tom responded anxiously.