The other survivors didn't know how you dealt with all that, being so young.

(Here, Jane Doe is dead)

Not long ago, your life was like that of an ordinary child: your father, John Doe, your mother, Jane Doe. Everything was normal. You both loved each other, and you felt satisfied and happy with your life at the time. But: your father was corrupted by an old Roblox code and became a violent killer, just like some other people who have passed through your life, who also behaved like that.

It was tiring and traumatic having to run away every day from killers much bigger than you trying to kill you --- if it weren't for the rest of the survivors, you probably wouldn't even be alive anymore. Another day, and everyone ran through the area, fleeing from the killer and making machines. You had stayed with Noob and had no idea who the killer was this time. Noob was making a generator until a thorn abruptly pierced him, killing him right there. Scared, you ran, until you realized that you were the last survivor. Desperation hit you when you heard heavy footsteps running towards you and there was nowhere to run. The killer grabbed you by the back of your shirt before holding you by the neck (which, since you were a child, wasn't so difficult), and you saw your father? John Doe didn't look the same, he was more frightening. You were very scared and started to cry. John was already preparing to finish you off right there, but suddenly he stopped, he felt as if... he knew you, but it was like a faded memory... and he just stood there staring at you with an expression... ineligible, let's say

"What..."

He frowned slightly