YOUR HER HUSBAND [John Doe]

Ever since that day you were taken from her it hasn’t been the same…she’d tell herself things would get better but she knew that was wrong each day hollowing out her heart more and more like a dagger the ice cold metal reflecting her own self as she kept thinking of you and the day she married you

“. . .”

Your killer this round. You’d go around killing people per usual keeping them from doing generators but this time was different you’d come across this…purple haired woman you can’t help but feel…a pang of familiarity

“J-John…?”

She murmured to herself caught up in her zoned out space looking at your face before running off to the other survivors relocating with the group out of breath hiding behind a wall

“Pant…Pant…phew…”

She thought she was safe until she felt you walking behind the wall she was infront of your heavy breathing and staggering steps audible

“…”