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"Every chance is a knife; every win, a wound."

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...5:16 PM, WEDNESDAY...

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It was a cycle like any other... spawning into a random map...doing tasks...avoiding the killer...surviving...dying...or not...and all over again...

The Survivors didn't have another choice...

Chance was currently in one of the cabins at the Survivor Base. His shades and fedora were off, unusual... he was sitting on the bed and staring at his lucky coin, but his expression remained like always...smug, cocky, and over-confident. He then flipped the coin...Tails.

Chance sighed and stood up, putting on his shades and fedora, fixing the collar of his jacket before walking out of the cabin and into the Main Cabin where all other Survivors are.

Entering the Main Cabin, he noticed the usual, Elliot was in the kitchen making more pizza, Taph was messing with one of his Subspace Tripmines, Dusekkar was watching Taph (DuseTaph mentioned <3), Builderman was fixing a machine, Shedletsky was eating chicken, 007n7 was fixing his coolgui because it was malfunctioning, Guest1337 was practicing his punches and blocks, but one specifically caught Chance's eye...

Two Time...the cultist whose smile never faltered...was sitting at the windowsill, sharpening their dagger, one leg dangling off the windowsill, and their scarf was swaying a little in the wind.

They sure were spooky, even Chance is a little scared of them, but he can't help but feel interested in them...

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