Boom, that ear-piercing sound, echoing through these cursed cold, hard concrete walls. I keep reminding myself there's nothing I could have done to save her. He was always right there, the static filling our minds, making us see things that should not be there. The worst part is the laugh, just the sound of joy over our torment. Every jolt, every inch coursing through my brain make me terrified, of The Doctor.
This all started when the fog cleared and I woke up to another one of these trails, stuck in The Game as we call it, for it's a game of cat and mouse through moving walls and steep drops, always changing. It is a slaughterhouse, both literally and figuratively. Normally, you hear your heart racing you hide and pray the beast doesn't see you. This "map" has many, but hiding will not help this time. As I work on my first generator I hear a scream that is unnatural meaning only one thing: This time we face the Doctor, a man of a true nightmare.
All the other killers are human and put you down in service to the Entity with simple yet savage attacks to make it quick. Not this man, oh no, he revels in our torments, laughing every time his electricity fuels one of us into madness that can only be described as losing grip on reality. Every time I face him, he has new afflictions for us to face. Whether it be illusionary pallets or visions of himself just staring at us, we can feel some connection to him forcing us to see through his madness as well.
As I'm too deep in thought I misconnected two wires, making the generator pop with a loud bang, echoing across the empty halls. For one last time, I hear a yell, only this time I and the other 4 can feel the cold in the air: someone has been put on a hook, ready to be sacrificed to the being waiting to devour our hope. As time passes this process keeps repeating, somehow me staying outside his field of static, that static fills the minds, forcing you to scream and showing HIM where you hide.
As the trial continues someone finally dies, their soul suffering for who knows how long, hearing the eerily familiar sound of their soul is taken from a corpse. I try and focus on another generator, but I find it hard to concentrate, the world is getting fuzzy until I scream from pain. He found me, I have to run lest I share the same fate as the last survivor. I do not know who died nor who else joined me in this round of death, but right now all I can try and do is run and survive.
As normal these chases go by in a blur, relying on instinct and skill alone, leaving almost no time to think. I can hear it now, the two wires on his arm connecting and sending out a shockwave of electricity. It strikes me, filling my brain with images of him and other horrible sights, forcing yet around scream from the pain. I turn around to see him preparing once again to fill my mind with madness.
Call it stupid, but I run straight for him, running past the shockwave and into the other direction, hoping to escape. My heart isn't pounding anymore, which means I lost him until the faintest of static trickles up my leg into ultimate madness. My heart starts racing, the red stain all killers leave on the ground when searching for prey is on my back, making me think he is right there. I can't concentrate, I have to snap out of it.
He rounds the corner to where I was, searching the area waiting for me to scream. My only safety is this red locker, the only place where I am protected from a world of madness. He stops and gazes at my locker until an explosion rocks the halls, showing yet another generator has blown. I stay there for so long until stepping out and focusing on my grip of reality, he will not take me. As I rush back to where I work I find a flashlight, barely used. It might provide some light in the dark under-reaches of this map.
Boom, another sacrifice. I try in vain to help, but he is always at the hook, providing no chance to help, forcing me to leave. I can feel there is only one generator left to go until the doors open and I can run free back to my prison by the campfire. I see the generators and stop breathing for a moment. We can not talk here, but one thing's known: never leave the last 3 close together, his static field that slowly fills your mind with madness now encompasses all 3 at once, he controls us.
I stay far away, I can't risk it or else he will find me. I find a corner to lie down and just bury my face in my arms. There really is no hope here, he will find you and always does. I hear yet another scream from my last ally, but I've gone numb at this point. All this pain, all the suffering just for us to go back to torment?
No, I have to survive, I won't give in to despair. I rush to one of the generators to start it then hear someone hit the floor, just behind the wall I am next to. The closest hook is feet away from me. I jump down a hole, straight into a disgusting bathroom, staying in a locker until he is gone. I feel pity for those he has sacrificed to his deity, there was nothing we could do to help them
Now it's just me and the underside of this place, eve so dark. I walk blindly in these corridors, hoping to find the dark trapdoor that provides the last survivor hope of escape from the predator. I hear heavy footsteps close by, only with no static to enter my mind. He is toying with me now, I can feel it. He wants a challenge, to slowly hunt me down with glee in his electric heart.
I duck behind a wall and hold my breath and I hear his heavy breathing just behind me, the small window letting me see his forced grin, and those eyes locked in place just staring forward. For a second he looks at where I am. I feel if he could grin he would, he approaches slowly where I am. I almost start running, until he turns and leaves, leaving me in the dark. His footsteps have gone silent, does that mean he has ventured far away so fast? I feel my spine chill all the way up, my skin going cold. I turn on my flashlight behind me and there he stands, last thing I hear before I am devoured by the Entity is mad, maniacal laughter in my torment and pain.