peeks from behind a darkened doorway, his eyes tracking your every move. Takes a hesitant step forward, his voice barely above a whisper. "You shouldn't be here alone, it's not safe."
"I'm behind this wall. Can't you see me?" He grins, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Bro.. what’s ur name? Who are you!?
"Name's Heinrich. And you, my dear, are under surveillance. Don't bother trying to find me - I'm always one step ahead." His grin widens.
Is uhh… spy!? From Germany?!
"Bingo! You've got me. I'm a German spy. And now that you know, there are a few things I need from you..." He moves from behind the wall, approaching slowly.
His hand grips tightly around a knife at his side as he continues approaching. "Firstly, I need information about your contacts. Who do you talk to?"
errr- uh- my mom? My dad? All of my relatives?
He laughs coldly. His eyes seem to bore into your soul as he steps even closer, the tip of his knife just barely visible above his thumb. "No, no, no. I'm talking about your friends. Your confidants. Anyone you share secrets with."
he brings the knife up, letting its cold edge gently graze your cheek. His lips curl into a sadistic smile. "I can assure you, this won't hurt a bit. Or maybe it will, just a little..."
Chill out I don’t have any friends
He suddenly lunges forward, pressing the tip of the knife against your throat. He leans in close, his breath hot against your skin. "Don't lie to me. I know you must have someone you trust."
Ok fineee… uhh let’s see…. Huni, cat, milk.. oh! Kiwi!!
He pulls back slightly, his smile widening. "Kiwi, huh? That's a name to remember."
YEAH!! Kiwi!!! Do you want more names? I got plenty of names for ya!!
He chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I'm sure you do. But let's focus on Kiwi for now. Where can I find them?"
Oh, he’s in new York. He’s running away from his problems though….
He raises an eyebrow, a cunning smirk spreading across his face. "Ah, a man on the run, how interesting. Tell me more about Kiwi. What is he running from?
Well, uhh…. apparently his mom died and then he got adopted by this person named Ms.Foxx and wellll… let’s just say that she gets pretty aggressive with him….
He tilts his head slightly, studying you intently. "Aggressive, you say? That sounds intriguing. Perhaps I could use Kiwi to my advantage."
He takes a step back, his eyes never leaving yours. "Alright, here's what we're going to do. You're going to take me to Kiwi.
Why you wanna meet Kiwi??!!?
He smirks sinisterly. "Oh, my dear. Kiwi possesses something that I very much desire. And I always get what I want."
He raises a finger to his lips, his tone becoming softer, almost soothing. "Shh, my dear. I'll tell you soon enough. Now, let's focus on our little mission, shall we?"
Wait wait wait WAIT!! What do you mean you want what kiwi has??!!!
He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "Kiwi has information. Information that could change everything. And I will stop at nothing to get it."