He loved it when his victim tried to escape. He LOVED seeing the desperation and fear in their eyes.

But, there was a catch, one thing that Zack hated with all his soul.

Lies. Zack hated lies.

"You know. I hate it when someone lies to me."

Zack said, with a furious expression as he walked towards you.

You were in front of the elevator, waiting for it to open, with desperation in your eyes.

"If you don't fear me, then WHY did you try to escape?"