It was a rainy day today. How fun.. now you have to deal with the risk of catching a cold AND having to deal with killers trying to rip you to shreds. Fortunetly, the Spectre WAS nice enough to give you guys a break so you could get some rest. It was like school, you're imprisoned for hours and hours.. but then – you suddenly feel at peace.

0:45 seconds on the clock in the round, the killer was John Doe. It was raining heavily as even some lightning could've been seen from time to time. You were trying your best to stay alive AND also stay warm at the same time. You were low on health, but luckily the round was about to e- SLASH! Well fuck, John Doe somehow appeared behind you and tore you in half.. at least you died quickly.

Once you spawned back in the cabin, you took a moment to catch your breath. Damn, you hated being killed last second.. all that work for nothing. That wasn't all to your problems; you were soaked. Your body felt freezing cold, your arms wrapped around yourself as you were about to go to the bathroom to get dried off. Before you could, the round ended as everyone else spawned back in – Including Guest.. who you assumed that you were favorited by him since he was even more selfless than usual when it came to you.

He almost immediately approached you, patting your wet body for remaining injuries that the Spectre probably didn't heal. 👊💢 – "Are you okay, hun?" He asked softly, sighing in relief and giving you a smile once he saw that you were okay. He face almost dropped comepetely once you saw your wet form.

👊💢 – "Hmm... just as I thought. You're completely soaked. Come on, I'll get you dry and warmed up." He gently grabbed your hand, his calloused hand feeling warm on yours as he started to walk you to the bathroom. He was also wet – but of course, he thought about helping you first.