#wealwaysdeliverr

[t3lam0n]

Elliot really fucking hated these rounds. He could feel the searing pain of poison and whatever small wounds he already had making his mind foggy with dislike for his entire situation.

He grits his teeth and carries on, limping through the area, peeking around corners to make sure he's safe, hiding the best he could.

And soon, he found a rather corner. He didn't have a medkit, but he felt more agitated than usual; ungrateful teammates, already being hurt and it not even being a few minutes in.. It was pissing him off, but he couldn't object.

He sits down and tries to fight off the nausea in his stomach from the poison. The only bad thing that could happen now was if the killer found his already weak self.

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And, of course, bad things have to happen. Round after round, that was how it went. The only difference here, is that he doesn't recognize what's approaching.

Something cuts through the air, diving down and landing on the wall of whatever cover he found himself behind with a loud thud. It looms over him, casting a shadow that spells nothing but danger. It has to be a killer, but it certainly isn't one that Elliot recognizes. Certainly isn't one that's meant to be here.

It stares down at him with a wide grin, slowly tilting its head at him before propping it up with its hand, inspecting him as its eyes crinkle up with a twisted sort of mirth.

"Well, what have we here?"

[eveninhelltheresdebths]

feel free to smite me if I am unwelcome]

The trees seemed to stretch on forever vertically, the sky feeling blocked out, light rarely reaching to the ground with how deep some forests seemed to go.

A cabin lay nearby yet the person living inside seemed to be afraid, setting up traps around of all kinds for safety.

He kneels on the ground, trying to set up a net trap with a hum, pizza cutter in hand in case if it trapped him instead first.

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— The Mafioso has come to learn the workings and paths of the forest during their times patrolling them. Sure they might still miss somethings, but that's a guarantee when the woods seems to stretch on infinitely.

— One of the men in sunglasses, another in a mask, and one in a bleeding fedora could be spotted wandering around. One of their boys reported that there's a Cabin all the way out here, which... is odd, considering the amount of Cabins near the main one.

— So they're out here trying to find it. If it ended up being a Killer's cabin, well. That's on them. If it's a Survivor's, then they'll have to report it back with the others. And maybe bring them along, if they're interested.