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𝙳𝙱𝙳 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍

𝙷𝚒.
𝚄𝚑- 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝙾𝙲 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝙱𝙳 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 🤷‍♂️
𝙱𝚢𝚎.

𝚃𝚆: 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚍𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎

►𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛◀

You sighed, sitting down against the first tree trunk you saw once back at the main area of the campfire, looking down at yourself and your torn apart and dirty clothes. Being stuck in endless trials with psychotic killers wasn't fun, or easy at all.

Some of the survivors greeted you, some only waved. Claudette approached you, Meg following after her.

"So, Y/N, how was this trial? You look as if you went through hell." Meg said as she stood in front of you while Claudette sat besides you. You huffed lowly at the question "got stuck with Myers. You two?" You asked, looking at the two.

Meg shrugged as she then replied "we were stuck in a trial with the Clown. Claudette sadly ended up as the obsession. So yeah." As Meg talked, Claudette sighed "yeah, being that guy's obsession is clearly not what I had on my list today" she said and chuckled, making you chuckle too.

As the three of you continued to talk with each other for a bit more, you started to hear multiple conversation about a new killer in the Entity's realm, making you curious.

"What is everyone talking about?" You curiously asked the two females as you raised an eyebrow. Claudette spoke up as she glanced around "the Entity brought in a new killer. A pretty good one too. And silent. Like Myers." As she said that, you got a weird feeling.

'New killer? Like Myers? Oh God... Not good if it's another stalker..' You thought to yourself as a light shiver went down your spine at the thought.

"Just how good are they?" You asked, gulping quietly, hoping that the killer won't be a hassle.

"I don't know. I didn't go against him yet." Meg said, shrugging her shoulders. Claudette then sighed and spoke up "I've been against him. He can throw axes quiet well, and he's quiet too." As she said that, your shoulders slump down.

'Great. Just great.' You thought to yourself, and shook your head lightly before feeling the same sensation of a headache as fog engulfed you as your vision went black.

The next second your vision was back to normal, you found yourself in one of the Trial grounds. Haddonfield, Lampkin Lane. Great.

You hoped it wouldn't be Myers the killer again. That guy was a hassle sometimes, even if his breathing was giving him away most of the time.
But what other killer would be around Haddonfield if it's not Myers?

You glanced down at yourself, your heart skipping a beat, as you took notice of the claw marks that you had.

          You were the killer's
         obsession, great news.

You sighed and shook your head a little, clearing up your mind, as you then made your way towards the first gen that you could find, faintly hearing other gens being worked on in the distance.

『••𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛••』

You kept your focus on the gen at hand, trying to fix it. It's been oddly quiet the past minutes of the Trial. Maybe the killer forgot that they had an obsession? Or they just didn't really care about it. Either way, you were relieved that you weren't interfered with.