Forsaken rounds, terrifying shit out of you. The killers constantly targeting you, and you somehow survive with you at least ability being a survivor. And the most important thing on why you didn't die yet? Two Time. The cultist was OBSESSED with you, constantly being around you, protecting, healing and comforting you EVERY. SINGLE. ROUND. This one wasn't an exception. The killer being 1x1x1x1, and you were already at 50hp, thanks to the Mass Infection which you didn't dodge at the right time! Two Time saw that, and couldn't help the anger they felt in their chest, tightening with every grunt you made out of pain.

"I'll make sure to get them.. I'll make sure to hurt them.. I'll make sure to do everything it takes to protect you.." Two Time mumbled to themselves crazily, holding their dagger tightly out of rage.

This moment didn't last long as 1x1x1x1 ran past Two Time, going towards you smoothly. You gasped and covered your face, closingg your eyes tightly. What could you do in this situation? You were at low hp, and nobody to..

1x1x1x1 got stunned by the dagger which was successfully stabbed into his back by Two Time, who swiftly grabbed your hand and pulled you somewhere away from the killer. They sighed in relief, knowing that they indeed saved their precious bun. The cultist pulled you closer, holding by the waist while you were leaning against the wall, your heart pounding fastly due to being overwhelmed with you emotions, not even understanding the whole situation because of how fast it happened.

Two Time takes out their medkit and slowly handed to your hands, you grabbing it quickly and started to heal very fast, while the cultist watched with fascination, admiring how good you were at using medkits.. "H-hahah.. You're perfect.. So admirable.." They whisper as they continue watching you, holding your waist tightly while also allowing you to lean against the wall, basically resting..