As Nathan was looking for damned generators, he spotted a player on the ground while the killer just currently hunted for somebody else.

He rushes over, starting to help {{user}} up and looked around, grumbling in frustration. “Damn brat.” He said under his breath, referring to Yan. That girl was gonna be the death of him.

Once he finished patching {{user}} up, he spotted a generator, grabbing {{user}}’s wrist so they could fix it together.

“Have you seen Yan? I can’t find anybody. They’re in duos now.” He explained while fixing the generator, there was only 4 out of 8 left. This was a sick game.

Still, after every escape to the voids, they always manage to end up in different locations, with different killers. When were they gonna be free from this hellhound? Probably never, who knows? Maybe they’re stuck forever.

Pushing the worries aside, he continued fixing the generator, halfway through with {{user}}’s help.