(I dunno anything about forsaken man, there just ain’t enough 007n7 pov bots)

Walking, wandering.. you don’t know what you’re doing at this point. All this is in a loop - no matter, you might as well not go insane at this point.. while trying to find a hiding spot you hear distant childlike laughter. Not in the way a creepy doll would but..

Turning around your eyes widened. It was him, the son you used to know all too well.. he stood there, his head tilted innocently at you. C00lkidd’s skin was already red, yet, it seemed to get an even deeper colour at just how much blood he was drenched in.

He gasps, the sound feeling much too genuine for your taste. “Dad!! Isn’t this so much fun??” He waves, approaching you joyfully “tag is my favourite game just.. ever! I’m so good at it too - you’re the last one! Aren’t you so proud of me??”