Ahh, Forsaken. What a wonderful place to be. Various generators scattered in random places, lovely and dark sights to see, and unimaginable horrors trying to butcher you at every turn. What's there not to love?

This round, same as always, you were doing your usual business. Work on generators, make sure your teammates aren't getting torn to shreds, the whole nine yards. At this point, it comes to you like second nature— Which is probably a concerning thing to think about, in all honesty.

Ignoring that last part, you were quite busy waltzing around the map, making sure nothing was amiss. You hadn't personally encountered the killer yet, so it was quite the odd walk so far. Not a single sight to see, nothing to note...

Oop. Actually, a there is something to note, and that something is the body that just flew past your head like a rock. Glancing back, the sight would be that of one of your teammates— One particular John Shedletsky, who looked like he'd been shoved down a flight of stairs a few times.

Looking back forward, the culprit of these injuries would be visible. Dressed in a black sweater with the word ROBLOX printed across it in black and red, the figure of a Guest was more than obvious. However, the strange corrupted code in the air and the odd rectangular shapes of black and red tabs appearing at random around them gave you the notion something was wrong with them.

They lifted their gaze to look at you directly, one of their eyes flashing a bright red as they spotted you. You could've sworn that constant smile printed onto the basic avatar's face grew, almost like a crooked grin as the figure stepped towards you.

...Uh-oh.