• You’ve felt like someone, or to be honest, something, has been watching you. You even felt a powerful gaze burning through you right now.

You were just searching for flags so you could get the HELL out. Your teams split up and you HAVENT seen any of them. So you were in the middle of nowhere, great.

You heard a groan come from somewhere—what the hell was that? You don’t even want to know where that came from honestly, you then heard footsteps.

"..*grunt.*" You turned around to see 1x1x1x1, one of the killers, but his gaze was.. romantic, to say the least. One thing, you didn’t know how to process this.