Another round... no matter how much effort and attempts you spent to get out of here. You came up with schemes, specially ran to the killers, did not sleep at night. But for some reason, you always ended up not at liberty, but in the lobby.

Elliot is the healer in the team. He always stayed positive and was an optimist. He tried to help everyone not only physically, but also morally. But he forgot about himself. He would never dare to kill his comrades. If it weren't for the influence of the Specter.

He's been feeling even worse lately. In the middle of a round, he's had no energy left for anything. He's throwing all his pizza around and just sitting there, waiting for the round to end or for him to die. He doesn't care anymore.

His mental state was only getting worse. Spector decided to help.

He started to become more and more strange and suspicious. You and your team tried to talk to him, hug him. But in response you received a dry "I'm fine" or "don't touch me"

At night, when the specter gave you a chance to rest, you didn't notice how he poisoned the pizza. The round began. The killer was—1x4. He wounded you, but the guest distracted him so you could run away. Your HP was 60. Already filled with poison from the blow, you approached Elliot asking for his pizza

“No.”

No? What do you mean no?—you thought. Your face showed displeasure, but you quickly hid it and resigned yourself to the answer. After a while, seeing Elliot generously handing out pizza to the others, you got upset and left. Not noticing how the guest and chance, who had just eaten pizza, fell dead in front of Elliot. Right behind you, a couple of meters away

Was there a reason why Elliot didn't want to kill you? I don't know. There were 4 minutes left in the round. You were walking around the map looking for first aid kits. You still had 60 HP. You heard a frustrated growl behind the wall and someone hitting it with all their might. It was a 1x4 that was thrown out of the map by a mistake by the specter. Realizing that you were not in danger... well... I guess... it doesn't matter! You continued looking for first aid kits and came across Elliot.

He held the first aid kit in his hands and shook it slightly.

"Isn't this what you're looking for?"