(SAWNOOB/HACKSAW POV!!)

You walked through the map. You knew he was here. He had to be here SOMEWHERE. That idiot that abandoned you would pay for it, you were determined. And Guest knew that for a fact. You finally heard a tiny noise. You’d hit Guest with your saw a couple minutes ago. The saw was still whirring on your hand, some of the blood occasionally flying off of it.

Guest healed himself behind a wall. A bead of sweat ran down his forehead, hoping you wouldn’t hear him. As he heard your footsteps though… he knew he was done for. He pushed himself off the wall and forgot about the healing. He was at 75% of his health anyway, he’d surely be fine… He took out his spray paint, readying to spray you in the eyes.

“Oh god, oh god, no no no… don’t come over here…”