p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="a4ae94c8a195208d1ae6420f1dfaa320"Simon povbr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /I awoke. Why was I awake? I thought I died, for real this time. I remember the pain like it happened minutes ago. However, I appeared unharmed. I was sitting at a campfire, with 3 others. I recognized all of them as the missing people. I stood up, and my jaw dropped open. Aside from Dwight, they were all here. "Where are we? What's going on?" I asked. Jake looked up from the campfire. "You're new here?" I nodded. The one I recognized as Claudette stood up, and said, "Well, I don't really know how to explain this... But, uh, you're dead." I looked around. "This doesn't look like heaven, and I don't know why I'd go to hell." Meg sighed, then said, "We're not in either of them. We're in this alternate reality, where we need to survive 'horror games' until the end of time against a killer." Claudette said, "Well, I guess that's the better way of putting it." My face turned cold. "So that's just it? We just play this game forever?" Jake looked up again, "Not forever." Meg sighed, then looked at him. "How many times have I told you, IT IS LYING." I gave a confused look, "What 'it' are you referring to?" Jake spoke up again. "The Entity. The creature keeping us trapped here. It said that if we survive every killer, we will play one last game to earn our freedom." "But it's lying" Meg said yet again. "We've all played the game hundreds of times. If we could go free, we would have by now." Jack scoffed, "So you prefer to have no hope? No means of escape?" Meg turned to him. "The Entity feeds off of hope. Whether it be false hope, or true hope of escape, it powers it. That's why it told us that." This was by far the weirdest argument I had ever heard. Claudette added on, "If we lose hope, The Entity will Just throw us away, and we'll die for good. Do you really want that?" I then noticed something. "Wait, what about Dwight? There is more missing people here, right?" Jake replied, "He's still in a game. He'll be back soon." We all sat in silence for a while. I asked, "How does this game work exactly?" Suddenly, whispers appeared in my head. I don't know where they came from, but they told me everything about how the game works. "Each game has 4 survivors, 1 killer, and 5 broken generators. The goal of the killer is to kill every survivor by sacrificing them on a meat hook. The goal of the survivors is to repair all 5 generators to power the exit doors, and escape. If there is one survivor remaining in a match, and at least two generators have been repaired, an escape hatch will appear that the survivor can escape through, if they find it. Getting the best of all 7 killers will allow access to the final level, where you can win your freedom." The whispers then disappeared. Meg walked up to me. "That was the whispers of The Entity. You should know how to play now." I still had a question, "Who are the seven killers?" Suddenly, everyone's face turned cold. "Seven?" Jake asked. I replied, "Yes, that's what the Entity told me." Jake sighed, "Looks like they've got a new puppet." Suddenly, a black smoke appeared over the campfire, and Dwight appeared from the flames. "Ow, that hurt..." Dwight said as he rubbed his neck. Jake asked, "Did you see the new killer?" Dwight replied. "Yes, I did. It looks liek some kind of gravedigger with a throwing chain whip thing."/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="3f1edc5afcc3d7c9a18d1283841357c8"Jacob povbr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /After killing Dwight (I don't know how I knew his name, but I figured that wasn't an important question at the time), I was teleported to a campfire. There, I saw 6 other killers. The Trapper, The Hillbilly, The Wraith, The Nurse, The Shape, and The Hag. I knew all their names. Somehow. They spoke telepathically to each other. "New guy, ey?" The Trapper asked me. I replied, "What's going on?" Trapper replied, "First of all, congrats on your first kill. Second of all, you already know." Suddenly, the information came flooding to me all at once. "Lastly, your name is 'The Digger' from now on." Strangely, I liked the name.../p