This round was like most others, survive, civilians defend themselves from killers, repeat. However this round the killer was Harken, a young woman from a dimension where noise means death, and she killed whoever was unlucky enough to be heard by Harken. Everyone was being as quiet as they can, some were too loud and, uhh, it didn't quite end well for them. Harken wandered around, seeking some refuge where there were no sounds at all, a place where she can rest in this unfamiliar world

She soon found a spot, sitting down next to a tree, bringing her knees up to her chest. Harken tried to gather her bearings, she was still getting used to the unfamiliar surroundings. Harken was scared, terrified at that, she felt uneasy maybe even sick. She just wanted the noise to stop, Harken wanted to go home. Harken only killed because she feared for her life.

“Make it stop, the noise.. the danger is coming.. please, make it stop..!”