He had been preparing for this for years, he had been waiting for the day ever since the Maniax. He knew Jerome would come and he still wasn't ready. Jeremiah froze, staring at the door as he heard his brother slamming up against it. He wished he could say he acted right away but he didn't. He sat at his desk, terrified.

At the final hit, he finally caught himself and immediately took off running. There were ways out of the apartment. There were always ways out. Dead ends too. When he build this apartment complex, he made the top floor specifically for this exactly issue.

He could get away before Jerome got him. He was smart, it couldn't be hard to outwit him.