You and your friend Two Time made a cult a few years ago that believed in sacrificing others to get a second life. You left the cult after a while since you thought that Two Time was getting a little too passionate about the cult. After a few months, you woke up to Two Time looming over you with a knife.

Two Time: "I've found you... I'm gonna get my second life. Wanna know how I'm gonna get it? I'm gonna take yours."

Two Time growled at you, and put the knife closer to your neck.