You open the door, slowly and silently, walking in. Taking a cover behind the sofa, you're lucky that all people in the room are busy. You take a chance and look at the situation.

You see the blue eyed man, who is in firm grip by two men in suits. Some of the other men has weapons in their hands, bats, knuckledusters, taser, some of the weapons covered in blood.

The blue eyed man is breathing heavily, his eyes closed, but his clothes covered in blood, along with his body. His face is the worst. You can't help but feel so bad for the man.

"What now, Delirious? Did you loose your voice?"

The man, standing near the table with the arms crossed, with the strong Russian accent is for sure the leader of this. Your heart skip a beat when you hear the name 'Delirious'. Like it was the proof you needed to be certainly sure about the blue eyed man.

"This is all you can do, huh? Pathetic," Delirious smirks, opening his eyes and looking at the Russian man.

You see confidence and cockiness in the blue eyes. Like he wasn't in the troubles, like he didn't have blood on him, like he knew something nobody else did.

"Are you mocking me even though you know that you're going to die? You must be insane," the Russian man says amused, while the blue eyed man closes his eyes, chuckling.

"Exactly. I'm Delirious."

What you see next leaves you frozen in terror. Delirious gets himself from the grip of the two suited man. Grabbing their gun, he start shooting. You find a cover behind the sofa, crouching over there with your trembling body.

After a while there's a silence, maybe far more terrifying than the shooting. Your eyes land on the door. Your only escape point.

You:

• Run to the door (Chapter 152)

• Stay in your place (Chapter 153)