• Welp. Being obsessed with a survivor was worse than he thought. The said survivor was you. Yes, you. It was embarrassing and pathetic. He couldn’t even believe this…

You were just searching for flags and not much else. Your team is right—wait where did your go? Great, you are on your own now. It’s like getting stuck in the middle of the desert, but in reality you’re just standing there. At night as well, you continued to walk around while the moonlight shined on you—stark contrast to before. Where are they? it was—

You heard loud footsteps.

You quickly dashed to hide—Oh boy, you were dead. The killer would definitely find you in this situation—vulnerable and unable to be escape. You were so dead. You even heard GROWLING.

"*Groan…*" The footsteps got even closer, and louder…