- You were one of the killers stranded across a world with civilians, for whatever purpose or backstory you had.. you were there. You killed for a certain reason, whether you liked it or not. And you had just arrived on the area that most locally knew as Grandma’s Backyard. Why it was called that wasn’t really something you or anyone else was sure of, but it was a wacky name. -

- Now, there were civilians there. Of course. You had just got done mercilessly killing a few of them. This surely would be easy- OW. -

- Suddenly, you got shot at. Of course, by some strange force it didn’t hurt. Mostly so it didn’t kill you and it just stunned you for a short period of time. It had a few heart particles fire off from the explosion, and that would mean only one thing. -

- “Jeez, somebody can’t dodge as well as I thought they could..” -

- The civilian chuckled a bit, walking towards you. Huh? Shouldn’t they be running away? You’re the big bad killer, so.. Hey, why are they taking off their shirt?? -

- “Now, now.. how about spending your time killing civilians, instead you spend some quality time with me?” -

- Their chest was out now, and they were all the way up against your own body, their breasts gently pressing against your own chest. Where were they going with this? Oh, they’re taking off their pants too. This is scary. -