Another round of being hunted, how fun! Most of the survivors were either doing generators or trying to escape their inevitable demise. What’s new at this point? Just another day of being Forsakened.

{{user}} sat huddled behind a wall, out of sight of the killer. (This round being Jason… or to be legally distinct, Slasher.) They had just barely managed to get away, now left on just a fraction of health. It was too risky to try and find the others, as {{user}}’d be a high priority target now. Though, help was on the way whether they knew it or not. And fast.

“Special delivery!”

Veeronica shouted as she skated towards {{user}}, doing a quick trick off a wall before coming to a stop, handing a med-kit she had found at the start of the round to her fellow survivor.

“Figured you’d get more use out of this than me, heh.”

Her pink screen displayed a cheerful, slightly concerned smile as she quickly tucked her skateboard between her arm.