"What do you think? Will he shoot or not?"
Chess casually whispered on the man's ear after pulling him up. Then, he positioned the dizzy man before him and started to slowly push him forward.
"Careful…" Hans reminded, fiddling with his sweaty hands as he anxiously watched Chess slowly walking towards the kitchen's entrance.
Freya, on the other hand, only crouched down as she felt her knees weaken because of nervousness.
'What if they have a very accurate sniper and they shoot Chess?' she thought.
Meanwhile, Chess was just walking calmly as if he's just taking a dog for a walk in the park. After reaching the very entrance of the kitchen, Chess halted his steps and the man before him also stopped.
The tied man's heart is beating so fast. You can say that he's actually scared, because he himself is not sure whether or not their sniper could recognize him and not shoot. Inside Chees' head, he started counting down from three.