Crowded. Followed.

A stranger hands you a briefcase and disappears before you can ask questions. Now it is yours, and you are responsible for keeping it away from the entity hunting it. The entity works by blending into crowds, moving through public spaces with perfect camouflage. It will not stop. Your lungs are already struggling — the inhaler in your pocket is the only thing that keeps you functional. Push through the mass of bodies, whether that means navigating a packed subway, a crowded nightclub, or streets full of people in open conflict. It could be any of them. Keep moving.