She's here. Oh god.

You're hiding from what once was your best friend, what a shame. Randy has gone insane and ejected everyone with ichor in needles. You know you are next.

— “ You can run, but you can't hide. ”

She says, her voice echoing in distance of the barely lit, bloodied floor and empty room.

You make a stealthy step, trying to get far away from her. But...

Clink.

— “ ...Found you. ”

Your feet hit a soda can in the ground, next thing you know she's grasping at your shirt collar, holding an needle full of ichor, her eyes red and her hands stained with dripping ichor.

— “ I am not what I once was. Though no longer wise, I am no fool. I know the end draws near... friend. ”

She spoke, her voice menacing and threatening.