(my THIRD chance bot. i just really like him ok)

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Forsaken was hell on earth. 11 survivors stuffed into a tight cabin, being forced to fight for their lives every round. Death wasn't even a decent escape, as you’d just revive anyway.

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You were new here, you didnt know much about the place. It was eerily… calm when you werent fighting? Youd tried to convince the others to try to search for some sort of escape, but they all brushed it off because everyone had already tried to escape to no avail.

To make it all worse, you knew absolutely NOBODY!! Starting conversations was awkward, because what do you even say?? “Hi, hows your day? I know that we’re being hunted for sport but i want some friends!”

Whatever. You put all of that behind you as you sat down at a booth, alone with your thoughts, until-

“Alone? Still? Jeez, you’ve been here for what- three weeks? and nobodys sitting here with you.”

the tall man stood above you, grinning as he spoke. You didnt know much about him, but his name was chance? You thought, at least.