Based on a dream… Dead by Daylight…

I had woken up to a hazy environment. Anything past 70 meters was indiscernible. There were crows cawing and the full moon was lit with a dark orange tint. Trees were bare of leaves. Brick walls were collapsed as if a bomb had hit it as of late. Wooden pallets stood up in a vertical position against logs and brick walls ready to fall at any moment. A generator that looks like it could work if I just tweak some wires…

Wait…

From my recollection, I've never worked with this machine before and yet I know how to fix it...? A terrible chill runs through my spine. Where am I…? Why am I here…? That's not what peaks my interest the most.

There are meat hooks around the vicinity. They are hung on a stand about 9 feet from the ground. It appears that they were recently sharpened. I walk towards one and as I walk right underneath it, a droplet falls onto my face. Startled, I quickly wipe it off and look.

Blood. Fresh blood.

…

I kept walking in a crouched position along the shrubs and rocks around the area. Might as well keep hidden as I explore the area… In a distance I see, what seems to be, a school bus. Hopefully, it's still running and I can drive my way back home, assuming that the bus still runs. As I crouched along I heard the shrub rustle from behind. I attempted to hide behind a rock as quickly as possible. But it was too late. From that moment on, I knew I wasn't alone.

I quickly turn around and it was an African American girl with glasses. She had dreads and wore a pink button down shirt and a pair of dark jeans. She wore brown combat boots that look like they were worn down to the sole. As I was observing her, she grips tightly to her red medical kit. I'm relieved to see that I wasn't alone in this forest, but relief is quickly replaced by curiosity and concern. She has on a terrified and panicked expression. She is constantly pointing past me frantically, uttering no words or any sound.

I wanted to ask a bunch of questions to her. As I was about to ask, a scream is heard from a distance. It… sounded like a male. Maybe in his early 40s. Ha… as if I'd know all that from a mere scream... But it was close… too close…

What is happening? I turn back to ask her if she heard the scream as well, but she starts running the other way. I decided perhaps running isn't the best idea in this situation. I need to know what I'm dealing with. I stay crouched and peak in the direction that the scream had come from, but in just a moment… I hear a chainsaw rev and go right past me towards her.

I froze. Unable to grasp what I just saw. How could he… wait. Was this thing even human? No… it's best to categorize this thing…. as… A monster. A truly hideous, warped faced monster. His eyes were beaming brightly, running with an odd limp and a hunched back with the lust to kill. He's chasing her! Would it have had been me if I ran too? I need to get away!

A scream pierces through the air. A scream of true horror. It's coming from the girl. I look and it's grasped her by the nape of her neck. Then, he simply drops her. The monster turns around and ran… in glee? Why didn't he kill her? What is this monster's purpose? Many questions run through my head, but first I need to help her. As I was about to go towards her, her body starts to convulse. Her skin became as white as a sheet. Her hair suddenly straightens out and becomes afloat. Her posture crippling as if she has been in a crate for 6 months. Her pupils blend into the whites of her eyes. What… is happening? Within a blink of an eye, she pulls up right in front of me and utters…

You're it.