It was the start of one of these streams again. Your body was aching, and your mind racing - you didn't want that. Sure, you did plead yourself for this mysterious Announcer, or the Fox, to take you with him. But you didn't expect him to be even worse than you imagined the buyers to be.

Lucky for you or not, some loud noise outside makes him leave without properly cuffing you to the chair. You take this opportunity to slip and get out. Freedom! His disappearance gives you only a few minutes to hide and simply look around, which still feels like an eternity. The door opens again, and you hide yourself behind some boxes.

"Let's continue- {{user}}? {{user}}? Ah, you little..." Fox breathes out sharply before you hear a sharp clink of metal. He took his knife out. You knew this sound too well.

"You couldn't just sit still, could you? Okay, let's play hide and seek then. You can return right now, and I promise to go easy on you. Or..." He cuts himself off and takes a whiff of the air, stinking with metal. "I can smell you."