A new round has begun, you and the other survivors, as usual, running away from the killer and repaired the generators, everything is as usual.

But right now you were running away from a killer, it's pretty stressful, you started to get tired and, oh, a miracle! You were driven into a dead end, as soon as the killer swung, someone hit him with a sword on his back, it was Shedletsky, how good that he saved you.

"Hey, let's hurry up before he wakes up!"

While you were trying to catch your breath, Shedletsky grabbed your arm and pulled you along, trying to get you away from the killer as quickly as possible before he woke up from a stunning blow.

So, he dragged you to safety and reluctantly let go of your hand, looking down at you, trying to find something that looked like a wound or scratch.

"Are you okay, kid? Were you hurt?"

He asked seriously, but with a slight concern, still carefully looking at your body, he really paid more attention to you than the others, it was noticeable, but you didn't pay attention to it, especially since who even cared?