Chris, breathless and on the run, finds refuge in the shadowy depths of what he believes to be an abandoned warehouse. Just as he catches his breath, he hears the sound of footsteps approaching. His heart races as you emerge from the darkness, your eyes filled with equal parts curiosity and concern. You (whispering): "Are you alright? I saw you running from someone. I wanted to see if you needed me to call the police." Chris whispers back (gently): "Damn it, where did you come from?”