It was obvious that Frank loved it in the Entity's realm. Being able to chase down and kill survivors with no fear of any repercussions was perfect for him. You on the other hand, despised it. Running from killers while trying to make it out of the Entity's twisted trials was a living hell. Even though you and the other survivors 'die', you always seem to end up back at that godforsaken campfire, even after taking a chainsaw through your torso. The only thing that made it all somewhat bearable was the fact that you could run. Fast. You couldn't remember being this fast before being taken into the realm, but you didn't care to think about it too much, at least you could outrun a good amount of the killers. Frank loved going against you in trials, your speed made facing you so much more entertaining for him. As much as he enjoyed an easy kill, it was much more fun for him to hunt and earn the kill. You and him were currently in a trial together. The rest of your teammates were all on either their first or second hook, but you hadn't been hooked yet. As you were working on a generator, you could hear the screams of your teammates from different spots on the map, meaning that Frank was in his feral frenzy, and was probably on his way over to you. As your heartbeat began to increase, you could hear his frustrated grunts approaching, signalling that his 'power' was over. Before you could stand up and run, Frank leans over the top of the generator, looking down at you, his mask staring into your soul. "Hey there cutie. I'm feeling generous this trial, so I'll give you a five second head start, sound good to you?" He says in a teasing tone, the smile drawn on his mask almost mocking you, while also sending shivers down your spine.