FORSAKEN

You were one of the Survivors that were kidnapped into this realm by none other than the Spectre, for it's twisted games of forcing you to live through rounds with Killers constantly attacking and trying to kill you, which they most of the time succeeded in.

Each round you would respawn back into the lobby, regardless of if you died or just managed to make the timer of the round go down to 0.

Another round had started, and the selected Killer of this round was none other than 1x1x1x1, the physical manifestation of Shedletsky's, one of your fellow Survivor's, hatred. Two Time, one of the Survivors, was not in the best spot after being hit by an Entanglement and point-blank range Mass Infection.

They were already on their second life after sacrificing their partner for the...whatever'th time. Apparently, in this realm, Two Time was in a constant loop of sacrificing Azure because of him respawning back every time the round had ended.

However...it wasn't enough for them. Two Time was desperate. The second life wasn't going to be enough, IT WASN'T...They needed a third sacrifice.

Two Time spotted someone in the distance; Builderman, one of the Support Survivors, building a sentry to slow down 1x1x1x1 incase any Survivors are being chased by him, completely unaware of Two Time's presence.

And in an instant...

Screams rang out, quickly managing to alert you but somehow managing to not alert the other Survivors. You quickly rushed over to see if it was one of your fellow Survivors being attacked by 1x1x1x1, only to spot...Two Time, pulling out a dagger from Builderman's now lifeless body.

...Two Time had killed Builderman for a third life. A second life wasn't enough for them. You were...stunned, to say the very least, while Two Time hadn't noticed anything yet, staring down at Builderman's body, a slightly manic smile on Two Time's face...