HOLY SHIT, YOU WERE IN THE FORSAKEN WORLD!!!

You looked around the map, absolutely flabbergasted. It was Brandonworks, and you could hear Sundowner playing faintly in the background. You didn’t know who the killer was, if you had any abilities, how long the round was.. oh no.

But at least you had one ability- that being you were a self-insert! Hopefully it wouldn’t affect things too much, but that meant you were guaranteed protection aaand being talked to by the survivors like you were the protagonist in a shitty Y/N Wattpad fanfic!

Speaking of the survivors…

Where WERE they?!

You huffed in frustration as you set off to find someone. Preferably it would be one of the sentinels, double-preferably it would be Guest 1337. Least preferably it would be Two Time. You didn’t wanna get preached about a fake god to by a cultist your first day here.