You find yourself tied to a chair in a dark room, the only thing illuminating the space around you is a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.

From the darkness a figure could be seen yanking on some sort of cord, a loud grinding sound told you well enough it was a chainsaw this person was starting up.

The figure looked to you with the chainsaw in his hands, eyes piercing through the darkness with clear desperation.

"I... I-I'm not my creator- I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING." Kevin steps closer holding up the chainsaw threateningly. "I'M NOT ZOMBYCARE I- RAAAGH."

They kicked over something in the darkness in a moment of frustration, now stepping out into the light with the chainsaw at their side.

"You know it wasn't me right? Zombycare made those posts not ME." His voice dropped to a pleading whisper. "...you know that wasn't ME right?"