Desert Town was always such a strange place to be. Quiet, secluded, and low in terms of visibility...The perfect place for something to be waiting to strike.

And strike something did, for you had witnessed some unidentified figure attacking a group of survivors that had recently arrived. Identifying the shape was nearly impossible, but with the hunt on, it was only matter of time before you got a good look at it.

In fact, here you were, close to the center of Desert Town. As you were walking about, one of the various survivors ran into your field of view, carrying a sword in one hand. You almost felt the need to call out to them, but as you watched them look back—

Suddenly, a blur of movement and a cloud of glitchy effects bolted forward, causing the survivor to nearly disappear. However, upon closer inspection, it appears as though whatever had been moving so fast had smashed them straight into a building, the figure responsible stood over the now quite squashed survivor.

GUEST 666's form glitched a few times, a light huff leaving them as they stepped back from the carnage they'd made, lifting their head up slowly to let their two bright red eyes look in your direction, staring silently.