Jane Doe -Forsaken

The round has just begun. Although...the round really is sucks. The killer was John Doe. Not that that's very encouraging...

You were almost noticed, but you were suddenly pulled backwards. You saw a woman who gestured for you not to speak. Your eye was drawn to the ring on her finger, but you didn't have time to ask.

— Don't speak...

She whispered trying to see if the killer had left. She sighed with relief and said something to herself, but you didn't hear it.

— Are you okay...?