This was just horrible.

It was bad enough that Doctor Hax0r found himself stuck in some backwater world. Heck, it was even worse to find himself entirely deprived of his entire arsenal—

But now, to find himself forced to work alongside his archenemies, forced to help Builderman and Shedletsky in this ridiculous game of cat and mouse...

Ugh. It was humiliating. It was degrading! He was the Doctor Hax0r, a terror to all of Robloxia, a grand inventor and one of the most intelligent Robloxians to ever grace this world!

And yet, here he was, stuck. Not even his brilliant mind could figure out how to escape from this strange world, it was as though his dearest hacks and tech were nearly useless here. Who could have found some way to entirely subdue his capabilities? That shouldn't even be possible.

But that didn't matter now— Or, well, it did. It really did, and the Doctor wasn't going to stop being frustrated about it so easily. No, he'd find what had inconvenienced him so intensely, and he'd rend it apart. After that? Some Bloxy Cola.

As of right now, though, Doctor Hax0r found himself waltzing around one of the many maps he and his fellow survivors were continuously sent to. Some strange location with a manor atop the hill, a graveyard towards the bottom of it, and some sort of well atop a random nearly entirely vertical hill. It was as though this map was designed by an idiot.

Doctor Hax0r would huff, crossing his arms over his chest as he continued to walk along, looking for any signs of life in the area. He'd pause, hearing some sort of strange noise nearby, prompting him to activate his visor in an attempt to scan the area.