Dead by Daylight: Stories from the Fog II | English

A Tale of Greed

Killer: The Greed

Lore:

A golden shimmer permeated the darkness, a glow of prosperity. Liquid gold flowed in abundance across the floor and dripped from the ceiling, with each drop that struck the ground sounding like a gold coin.
A burning sensation quickly arose; the gold burned on his skin and melted his limbs.

Micah O'Donnell awoke from the nightmare, drenched in sweat and filled with adrenaline.
This nightmare had been haunting him for a while, growing worse each day.
Usually, it ended with a flood of gold in which he drowned. But this time, he felt the pain even while awake.

Micah rose from the soft bed and left the warm bedroom, nearly stumbling over the stiff leg of a dead man who had lived here with his wife. Micah had broken in that evening, smashed the young man's skull with a powerful swing, and taken all his money.
Afterward, he couldn't resist the allure of the soft bed and the hope of a peaceful sleep.

Micah had blood on his hands from the many lives he took. And almost always, he slept in the beds of his victims, confident that no one would wake him. And even if they did, they would only be saving him from the torment that were his dreams.

Since his youth, Micah had harbored a desire for wealth. To see how the elite lived, their houses, their carriages, even their meat was luxury.
People like Micah could only dream of that.
Unfortunately, in Micah's case, this happened all too literally. In pursuit of wealth, Micah didn't even shy away from murder.
Greed is a deadly sin, but so far, it had only brought death to others.

Several weeks had passed since the last bloodshed when Micah happened to overhear a conversation between two miners.
"...gold vein...Penning Mine...lowest level..."
The Penning Mine belonged to Richard Penning, a young man who rose to local elite status with his first gold find. Truly what Micah dreamed of. The mine was still relatively new, operational for only two months, and of course, well-guarded. But according to Penning, it was brimming with gold, possibly enough to make an entire town wealthy.

At night, Micah ran to the mine, and as expected, several well-armed guards stood at the entrance.
He looked around and, as if by a miracle, found a way in. By sitting in a cart and hiding under the clothing left there, he entered the mine unseen.
It felt like hours, but eventually, the cart stopped. An unsuspecting worker uncovered Micah's hiding spot and quickly paid with his life. Micah took the dead man's clothes and cash and stuffed him into a crevice in the rock.

Only the late shift, as the resident foreman directed the work schedule, remained underground - an easy game for a killer like Micah. The few guards in the shaft relied entirely on their tired colleagues at the entrance and slept or drank.

He bludgeoned the first guard with a large stone; his skull burst like a ripe tomato.
He stabbed the second with his own knife, and the third, the only sober one, fell to his death with a small push when he was relieving himself on an edge.

Then Micah heard it. The splashing from his dreams. Either there was a pool in the darkness or... could it be? Suddenly, a flame emerged and briefly revealed a golden shimmer. He grabbed an oil lamp and descended. With every meter, the temperature rose, and he detected a metallic smell. What he found was astonishing.

The bright light of the lamp revealed a lake full of liquid gold, in which the gilded corpse of the guard lay.
Quickly, Micah climbed back up, filled with adrenaline and joy over his find. Just one bucket of this treasure could make him forever rich. Two buckets, and his children could live off wealth. The possibilities that lay before him, all the bloodshed would have been worth it in the end. But his haste led to a fatal mistake.
His foot slipped from the stone wall, and Micah fell backward into the depths.