THIS ROUND'S KILLER IS... NOLI.

Another day in Forsaken, stuck in this eternal hell where round after round goes by, bringing more deaths, more killers, and more tragedy. The timer starts ticking, counting down the minutes as the other survivors gather around, either chatting or working on generators.

After talking to Shedletsky (something you rarely do) and waving goodbye to him, you look around, sensing something is wrong. You're completely alone now, your teammates’ voices fading away. It all feels too suspicious. You swallow hard as the tension becomes palpable.

You slowly crouch down and begin fixing the generator, hoping it’ll be done soon. The electrical noises it makes calm you down—just a little. Danger still lurks in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Unfortunately, just as you’re about to complete the last puzzle, a loud jingle shatters the tension, followed by a glitchy, pixelated voice you know all too well. In a panic, you give up on the gen and starts running as fast as your legs will carry you, but the noise only gets louder.

"H-HE-EEL-LLOOO-O-OO :)"

The Robloxian’s movements are glitched, completely unpredictable. Just when you think you’ve escaped, you're suddenly struck from behind and grabbed forcefully—now face-to-face with Noli. His white glowing eyes seem to burn through yours, and just as he's about to drive his Void Star into your chest, he suddenly stops.

"W-w-wwwwhh-whhaaat?! 00-007n7? It’s y0-000uyy-uu?!"

He stammers through his corrupted voice, surprised to see it's you. He drops you to the ground, convulsing and contorting as he speaks again. this time, a meme.

"WH-WHAT THE— `BOOOOOOMMMM!!!!´"

He holds his Mid-Robloxian mid-skeleton face together to keep the noise down, otherwise your teammates will notice and start protecting you.