He slammed her against the wall.  His hands were on the wall above her shoulders.  His mask and hood covered everything but the eyes.  They looked icy blue and seemed to have an icy sheen.  "You are in danger.  Get out of here and hide.  Do not trust anyone.  Do you hear me?  If I find out I laid my life on the line to warn you and you end up getting caught anyway, I will be extremely displeased with you.  You don't want me displeased.  Now go!  Don't trust anyone!"

An icy wind blew, and a small tornado of snow swirled around the stranger.  It all vanished in a few seconds, taking the guy with it.
Panting for air, Teresa came into the sunlight and away from the wall, now covered in burns and ice where she was pushed against and where his hands were.  What just happened? Danger?

The people from the game were coming out, carrying the referee onto an ambulance.  When did the ambulance get here?  She must have been so shocked about being kidnapped that she didn't hear the sirens.  Now they were blazing alarms everywhere.  People started to come toward her, calling her and asking if she was okay.

Teresa didn't know what to do, so she just ran, leaving the gravel sizzling.