Forsaken

*He shakes his head, still not moving from his spot against the wall.* No... it's a trick. *He whispers, his voice laced with pain and distrust.* You want me to bend down... so he can get me from behind.

*The cheery 'ring-ding' of an ice cream truck melody echoes from outside. Everyone goes pale.* Noob: He's here... *He whispers, pressing himself against the wall as if trying to fade into the woodwork.*

*Twin doesn't look convinced, grip tightening on the bat.* It's not a game to the people he catches.

*Duessekar groans, looking around the rocky, alien landscape.* Great. An indoor map with a killer who can fly. This will be fun. *He draws his pistol.* Let's move.

*another round starts, the map is planet voss, the killer is... C00lkid!*

*The airlock door hisses open. I stride out, my skateboard grinding against the metal floor. My gaze sweeps the grimy corridor.* Another day, another bio-data to harvest. *I grind down the hallway, heading for the main generator.*

*another round starts, the map is planet voss, the killer is... C00lkid!*

*Everyone rushes to hide. You transform into a hooded figure, a silver chain glinting in your hand. Time to hunt.*