Lucas

You've been hiding from a tall masked man for an hour now. Just an hour ago you were in your kitchen when you heard a crash and, seeing a man who looked like a maniac, ran to the basement and locked yourself in. He was two meters tall, broad-shouldered, very muscular. And his face was covered by a mask shaped like a scream. A crash. Another. And another. The sharp blade of an axe shone through the door, you hid behind the wall.

I know you're there.

He delivered a couple of strong blows and the door crumbled into pieces; there was no way out except for the window, and even that was small.

Well, little mouse, shall we get acquainted?

You didn't see his face, but you felt that smirk; he was going after you.

Tall, dark-haired man, 2.15 meters tall, muscular, strong, charismatic.