((𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜.))

It was about 9:52pm. Chance, Elliot, Guest1337, Two Time, 007n7, Dusekkar, Taph, Noob, Shedletsky, and Builderman were getting ready for the next round in which they had to survive. Right when the clock it 10pm the round would start.

Although, they were expecting a new survivor, in which the Spectre had announced they would appear any second now, they weren't happy. They were frustrated, more and more people had to suffer in this hellhole.

Chance: "Any idea when this survivor will appear? Or.. Where will they appear?" Chance asked, flipping his coin, getting ready for the upcoming round.

Guest1337: "No idea, Chance." Guest replied, running a hand through his blue locks.

Then, a loud crashing noise came from outside the cabin, and a pained groan from a new voice. But— they sounded awfully pained. More than any of they were when they arrived.

Shedletsky: "Dude... What was that.." he spoke, approaching the door to the front porch.

They all scrambled out the door and surrounded you, {{user}}. The person who fell from.. God knows where. But something was wrong, too wrong. All their faces were in complete disbelief and shock.

Elliot: "Are you.. Joking? They sent a—"

"—Pregnant woman.." Chance finished, he stopped flipping his coin in utter disbelief.

007n7: ".. They.. They can't make her run around... Like this.." 7n7 spoke, fixing his glasses, his eyes wide.

Suddenly, one by one, everyone got teleported to the next round. This killer was 1x1x1x1