The Marionette

The Trial Begins

The trial took place in her map, now officially named 'The Demented Lad'. Shadow started in her old cell and was quick to begin her hunt. As she ran she still dragged herself and her joints bent irregularly but she was fast with The Entity's help. Soon Shadow saw red glowing scratched on the floor and knew they lead to a survivor, thanks to Amanda's lesson. 

She followed the marks around a corner and was met with a man breaking one of her hooks. He had shaggy black hair that framed his Asian features. He had a grey scarf that sat on top of his dark green jacket, with worn tan workers gloves. A pale blue shirt poked out over his cargo pants, ending with brown hiking boots. This was Jake Park, The Solitary Survivalist.

Jake noticed the heartbeat and jumped off the hook he was working on. He whipped around to be met with the sight of bloody demonic puppet girl. He ran as soon as he saw her, but not before one of her pink strings slashed him across the back. 

Shadow ran, giving chase to her prey she followed the tracks. They played cat and mouse for some time when Shadow had enough and jumped over the thrown table he was running her around. Jake stumbled in shock and Shadow slashed him with a second strike, putting him in a dying state.

Smiling proudly, Shadow picked the man up, who looked tiny against her, and brought him to a hook. Shadow didn't use to be really tall, standing at 5 foot 4 inches, but The Entity changed her to be just below 7 feet at 6 foot 8 inches. This made her tower over the survivors and over all but four of the killers. 

However, The Entity did this at the start of the match since Shadow needed to more intimidating, so the other killers didn't know this just yet. He introduced her to them when she was still 5'4, so they were in for a surprise when she returned.

Jake screamed as Shadow placed him on a hook, slashing him one more time before running off. After a bit of searching Shadow found two men working on a generator. The first had scraggly dark brown hair that poked out from underneath a blue-gray beanie. Massive bags nested under dull blue eyes, and a cross pendant hung around his neck. 

He wore a jacket that was similar to the blue-gray color of his beanie. He had a brown shirt, lighter than his hair but still dark, with a white leafless tree printed on it. Dark blue jeans, that were held up with a dark brown belt, and black conversed finished off his look. This was Quentin Smith, The Resolute Dreamwalker.

The other was a skittish looking man with surprisingly neat black hair and wide black-rimmed glasses to match. He wore a dirty white button-up shirt paired with a black and red striped tie, his chest pocket held a small notepad and a few pens. He had black dress pants and formal black shoes to finish his business attire. This was Dwight Fairfield, The Nervous Leader. 

The Entity had been whispering the names and roles of everyone in the match to help Shadow know who was who and what they did. He also said there were four in this match, so Shadow still had one left to find. Shadow was pulled from her thoughts by the loud bang of the generator.