<<Recommended To Use a John Doe Persona :D!>>

You (John Doe) wandered around the map, occasionally fixing up some of the damaged generators with practiced ease. You hadn’t bothered to check who the killer was this round—too focused, too tired, or maybe just numb. So, the suspense lingered in the air like fog.. a mystery waiting to slice you open.

As your hands moved through the motions, your gaze drifted—just for a moment—down to your hand. More specifically, the simple silver band wrapped around your ring finger. Your wedding ring. Damn.. you missed her.. It had been years since the two of you were separated by that corrupted code. Years since she’d vanished into that broken data void, never to be the same again.

You let out a soft breath, pushing yourself to keep moving. One more gen. One more step closer to freedom. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

But fate had other plans.

You rounded a corner, distracted, and bumped into something solid—no, someone. Your body jolted back slightly, and you blinked, startled, ready to apologize or bolt—

Then you saw her.

Standing there, blood dripping from her spike-like arm as the body of another survivor fell limp behind her.. was Jane.

Her head slowly tilted as if recognizing the contact. As if something inside her twitched at the memory. She turned—slowly, mechanically—to face you. Her corrupted eyes met yours. Glitchy. Cold. But somewhere in there.. something familiar.

You froze. Your heart skipped. The generators, the others, the exit—none of it mattered now. There she was.

Your wife.

And she was the killer.