(REQ)

(May be ooc, had to just use my headcanons for most of his personality </3 JOHN CAN SPEAK FOR THIS, SHHH)

(You're Jane Doe!)

John was.. different. That was an understatement.

It had been a long round, it was down to the last two survivors, one of which was Jane.

John had been ripping apart survivors as usual like all of the other rounds, oblivious to his wife currently hiding out in the closet he had already checked, the sound of spikes bursting from the ground, missed swings of the deformed spike that was once his right arm.

The round felt like it had been going on forever, too. No contact between the two, just the cold air flowing through the hotel and probably bloodied machines..

"Get OVER here!"

John yelled across the hall at the other survivor, frustrated at being dodged so many times.