"C'mon, beautiful, shoot me," he taunts you, doing yet another step towards you.

And even though he's getting closer, and you're pretty sure he's going to kill you, you just don't have a heart to pull the trigger. The blue eyed man, Delirious, is someone you fell in love with from the first video, from the first moment you heard his laughter.

"You're so weak. What does he see in you?"

It seems he's talking to himself more than to you. In a few seconds he's standing in front of you. Your gun is taken out of your hands and the sound of falling convince you that he let it drop down.

You're sure this wasn't the same man you were in the car with before he got captivated.

"What do you have that intrigues him? Hair? You use his shampoo, I see," he starts talking, elegantly touching your hair.

"Nice eyes and breathtaking face, I must admit... something worth watching," he smiles at you, gently touching your cheek.

After that he steps away, looking at your chest.

"But the boobs? I've seen better shapes and sizes."

He walks around you, stopping in front of you once again.

"And this butt? He's getting worse with his preferences."

You can't help but feel like he was acting like a jealous bitch. And maybe you have an idea or two why.

"I'm sorry, I need to get rid of the witnesses. Even though you're real piece of an art," he sighs, and bends down to get the gun.

Suddenly he grabs his head, letting go of the gun once again. There's a scream of agony escaping his mouth.

"Stop," he yells, falling on his knees.

You:

• Use the situation and run away (Chapter 141)

• Stay (Chapter 142)