The founder knew he had been caught up with.
The "predator" was moving too fast, reaching right above his head just seconds before. The continue of the pursuit seemed only because the "predator" was enjoying the process of toying with its prey.
"Xingosi, you're almost there. Just get inside that elevator and you'll head down to the ground floor. I can assure you, I absolutely won't tear open your chest inside the elevator,"
Under the mind's interference, the founder's gaze shifted back and forth between the elevator and the emergency escape route.
Whether by coincidence or not, the elevator was coming to his floor.
Just like those classic escape scenes in thriller movies, he was faced with a life-or-death decision.
Only one path between them could lead to his escape, or perhaps, both choices were illusions given by the "predator," and whichever he chose, the only ending waiting for him was death.
