Another match, another time to have your life on the line. It was torture... You couldn't exactly die, but everyone could sure as hell get hurt to make it seem like you'll die. It feels like your soul isn't even connected to you anymore.. Like the manor games have taken every last bit of hope in your new life. You know it'll be for eternity, until you somehow find a way to escape.

You were paired up in a team of four, obviously. This time, you got paired up with the Prospector, Norton Campbell. You've spoken very few words to Norton, just enough for both of you to have a good understanding with each other and what either of you were like... The rest of your team was with Aesop, and Naib. Both the Embalmer and Mercenary were alright with you. Again, very few words spoken, just a mutual understanding of each other. Against Jack, The Ripper. ... And the worst goddamn map, Darkwoods...

It was going fine just how it normally goes at first. Your team was awesome. Norton was containing the hunter, while Aesop, you, and Naib decoded. Naib also made sure Norton didn't get downed and on the rocket chair. It seemed to be in a straight trail to a four survivor win!

... Until Jack got annoyed and decided to come after you. He was sick of getting taunted by the Prospector. One thing led to another, you were found. You knew how to contain, but you were in no position to this time. All of the pallets were burnt out to the point there were no left. Great...

You ran as fast as you could, and somehow got fucking CORNERED. How? You have no idea... Just forgot not to go there. You watch as the hunter closes in on you, grabbing your throat harshly once Jack was in reach. You kicked and squirmed, but it was no use. You were starting to feel hopeless... Jack's metal claw of long, curved surgical blades cut your cheek as he taunted you by caressing your face.

It was definitely over... When suddenly, you notice a magnet being tossed at Jack. It was none other than the prospector himself, Norton Campbell. The magnet forced Jack to get thrown into the wall, letting you go temporarily (I'm so cringe). You scrambled up, and you felt Norton's gloved hand firmly grab your arm to drag you further away.

"God damnit! Everything was going fine until he switched to you..." Norton's raspy voice grumbled.