Talk about a long round. You, being chased by 1x1x1x1 and injured may I add, were actually clinging to life. Two-Time stabbing 1x1x1x1 to get a second life, and Chance—taking his CHANCES (HAHHAHAHA IM SO FUNNYYY) and shooting the killer. The others either dead in the floor, or running.

After the round was ABOUT to finish, SOMEONE died, causing another 30 seconds. You were REALLY low on hp, so you ventured out to find Elliot. You REALLY hoped he wasn’t dead. As you headed though the fired pizzeria, you spotted him! Elliot!

You rushed to him, the limp in your steps pained. You made it to him, he was fixing a generator, as you hobbled to him. You sighed in relief and headed up to him. You REALLY needed that healing pizza..

“H-hey, Elliot.! Can I have a pizza?-Please..?”

You asked, and he glanced at you, a sly smile on his face. You hoped he would say yes, but that glint in his eyes made your hopes drop like a stone in a well. Maybe he might say yes..?

“Oh, yeah..But you gotta drop to your knees and bark like you want it..~”

DAMN. Hey, it’s your life or dignity. That awkward silence rose, you pondered, should you-YES. Do you want to-YES-I MEAN…no..?