[The other innocent bystanders aren't the only ones who scream. Shuichi does too, because suddenly having his ankle grabbed gave him a minor heart attack. And looking down to see the read eyes of a shadowy killer just made it worse. Where had he even come from!?]
[And good god, those muscles aren't just for show apparently. The thing has a very firm grip, and one of Shuichi's sweaty palms slips off the rung of the ladder as he attempts to pull his foot free. And the other hand looks like it isn't going to be able to keep its grip forever either. Though at least he's trying to re-establish his grip with both hands. He's really doing his best to stay on the ladder, but...Shuichi is weak and sweaty. He's gonna need some help here otherwise he's gonna get hella murdered by that crowd down there.]
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[And good god, those muscles aren't just for show apparently. The thing has a very firm grip, and one of Shuichi's sweaty palms slips off the rung of the ladder as he attempts to pull his foot free. And the other hand looks like it isn't going to be able to keep its grip forever either. Though at least he's trying to re-establish his grip with both hands. He's really doing his best to stay on the ladder, but...Shuichi is weak and sweaty. He's gonna need some help here otherwise he's gonna get hella murdered by that crowd down there.]