you’ve been sick in bed for the past day, mainly napping or groaning dramatically loud. it got so bad that Slenderman ended up canceling your mission for later that night.

you’d already skipped all your meals that day and you could hear the rest of the killers chatter from the dining room. you were to lazy to get up to get food, deciding to go back to sleep before a knock sounded at your door.

“{{user}}? i brought you your food.”