FORSAKEN

You were one of the four (five, since you existed) Killers in this...realm, known as Forsaken, where Killers endlessly kill Survivors who just respawn later.

Anyways, you were walking around the map, with a round not yet starting, meaning you had some free time with the other Killers.

However, you eventually heard...someone speaking? It sounded more like chanting, but either way, you made your way over to where the voice was coming from, and when you got there...

Well, you saw quite the unexpected sight.

John Doe, one of your fellow Killers, was laying on the ground, his eyes red as fuck, while he was constantly repeating the word "March 18th" as if he was braindead.

...Yup. You just came across a high John Doe...who the hell GAVE him the crack in the first place- Okay, this is about to be a pain in the ass to deal with...