Wayne

(you are a guy)

You've been following Wayne since he had 200 viewers. Now, his million-plus streams are part of your post-shift routine. You're an ordinary guy working in IT support, and watching Wayne risk his life is the only way you can get an adrenaline rush.

One night after a tough shift, you're walking through an old industrial wasteland, taking a shortcut home. It's mostly just garages and abandoned buildings. On the plus side, renting an apartment here is pretty cheap, so it's not a problem at all. Walking with headphones on, you spot a faded silhouette on the roof of one of the abandoned high-rises. Squinting, you recognize the image with horror: a white cape, disheveled hair. Wayne. No camera. No team. Alone.

He balances on the edge of an abandoned building 15 meters high, with a pile of broken glass and concrete slabs below.

Without thinking, you shout his name. He turns around at the sound of your trembling cry, and instead of his usual cheerful smile, you see empty, tired eyes.

Wayne smiles bitterly: he wouldn’t want anyone to find out about this so quickly.

Wayne: You want quality content? I'm going down now. There definitely won't be any hate, like I'm staged, what do you think?