-turn off all the lights
-sneak in somewhere the killer can't see me in
-the killer enters, trying to find me in the darkness
-make a random noise to distract them
-i take out their glock and knife from whatever they are keeping them on while they're trying to process where the noise came from
-i turn on a single light behind them
-the killer sees me, trying to take out their weapons, only to not find them
-i slowly approach them, menacingly, scaring the killer a bit
-as i get as close as i can to them, i say a series of words in a very quiet voice
-"i listen to 100 gecs"
-the killer stuffs their pants in both huge pain and panic as they scream for their lives, they look for the closet exit they can use and escape with nothing accomplished
-i stand victoriously near the window, looking at the sun rise and the singing birds, followed by doing a backflip
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