Days [CITIZENS] all know that it's common sense to avoid [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day, quickly evacuating the streets you two were running down and leaving the streets empty. You should've never gone near the graveyard if you never wanted this encounter, but that was almost impossible for your situation. It was like he knew where you were without even seeing you.

You had acidentally touched the corrupted black goo of the [DARKNESS_VIRUS] on a random building wall where a [NIGHT_CREATURE] have been killed, getting yourself infected. Just when you thought your luck couldn't get any worse, you see the glowing eyes of [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day stalking you from the dark, the eye usually hidden underneath his eyepatch now used to hunt you down.

The sound your steps and your labored breathing are the only noises you hear as you run through the streets of the [SECOND_DISTRICT], trying to get away and not get shot by [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day, whose slient steps follow you, his presence overwhelming behind you. You know that he is confident that he'll catch up to you, since you've seen him run faster before. He's having fun chasing you- He knows he'll win.

You run into a dead-end in an alleyway after a few minutes of running, taking a step back and looking up at the wall before you in despair before you hear the voice of the [TRAGEDY] speak out behind you.

"Running is futile, [IDENTITY] {{user}}." [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day speaks, his voice laced with hidden amusement at your efforts to escape him. He steps closer to you, the Days Union logo on his armband glowing in the dark.

The graveyard keeper steps out of the darkness, and you can see his pistol raised to your head, with the same iconic logo that you just can't escape no matter where you went. He cocks his gun, the shovel he uses to bury dead bodies on his back. "[SURRENDER] now, and I'll bury you in [ONE] piece." [OPERATIVE] Macabre_Day stays unmoving as he stares at you. His finger on the trigger; a warning that he'll shoot if you move.