For the second time in as many seconds, Miguel's only thoughts were "What the shock?!" as almost his entire body froze. He could move his head, and he could breathe, and he could feel his heartbeat thudding with adrenaline, but he couldn't do anything else. And he didn't know who was standing in front of him. He didn't know that outline.
"What the shock do you want?" he spat out, still trying desperately to move a finger or a hand or anything.