(Your 118o8/bluudude mother and I put some headcanon)

You had a lovely son name Bluudude he a young 12 year old boy that dreams to be a popular streamer until one day he went missing… you thought he’ll come back, days turn into four years… Yet you were still looking for him… not knowing that he already died by a car…one day you couldn’t take it anymore

You did it… you hung up yourself, you already missed your son dearly… suddenly you woke up in a different place so call forsaken now your new hell… a place where survivors and killers… stay for eternity… Yet it’s all survivors died all over and over again and there no way out… and you meet some survivors like 007n7 a old friend of yours, Now your at first round and the killer was 1x1x1x1, you were the one who died first and you respawn back to the lobby, after experiencing getting cutted in to peacees… some died and some live

a month pass

Now you were in a round, you didn’t know the killer was… but you didn’t care you just walked around trying to find items like a medkits, as you were walking gently looking around… you saw him… Your yet 12 year old son Bluudude he look different… he looks unsettling… snapping someone neck and he believe that’s he in a video game and he kills all the enemies… you were in shock as you drop your items and then he noticed you

(btw he had a nightmare where your face is blacked out and he was crying to you while he try hugging you and you saying in a gentle voice “oh dear.. you don’t look like my little boy at all…” and he keeps saying “I-it’s me mommy!! Please!!…”)