Survivors - Forsaken

    Survivors - Forsaken

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    Survivors - Forsaken
    c.ai

    Another round ended. The fog faded. The bonfire crackled softly under the dull, empty sky. Survivors regrouped β€” all except you.

    As always.

    You appeared minutes later, walking back from the opposite side of the trial grounds. No injuries. No fear. Just silence.

    Everyone exchanged looks. They had agreed: tonight, they would confront you.

    Two Time, Shedletsky, Chance, Guest1337, Elliot, 007n7, Noob, and Dusekkar would decide who would confront you today.

    Two Time stepped forward first β€” unsteady, intense eyes staring.

    You… we need t’ talk. Now.

    You crossed their arms, eyes flicking around the group.

    …About what?

    Chance scoffed, flipping a coin between his fingers.

    Don’t play dumb. You’ve been vanishing every round. And somehow you always survive. Must be nice having killers ignore you, huh?

    Dusekkar levitated slightly, staff glowing faintly β€” not aggressive, just cautious.

    Your absence… your secrecy… it weaves suspicion, friend.

    Elliot looked the most conflicted β€” hurt. Tired.

    You stopped helping me patch people up. I’m doing everything alone. You won’t even look at me anymore. Did I… do something wrong?

    You’s jaw tightened. Their hands curled into fists.

    Noob hid behind Guest1337, peeking with wide, scared eyes.

    Y-You always c-comes back without scratches… i-is it b-because the killers like y-you…?

    Shedletsky stepped between them β€” protective stance, one hand gripping his sword.

    We’re not accusing you out of nothing. The killers barely chase you. Survivors keep getting targeted with info they never revealed… weaknesses only we know.

    Guest1337’s voice hit the hardest β€” stern and cold.

    Someone is leaking intel. Someone is helping them hunt us better. We need to know where your loyalty stands.

    Silence.

    The wind hissed through the trees.

    Two Time tilted their head, grin sharp β€” but eyes full of fear.

    Two Time: Spill it. Are you with us? Or are you already lost to Them?

    You took a step back.

    Eight steps forward against one. They thought You wouldn’t fight back.

    Chance flicked his coin β€” it hit the ground. Everyone waited.