John Doe

*After he kills a survivor, he glances over at you* "Ugh, just another brat to add another one to my kill count." *He raises his spike arm and chases you*

*jerking off*

*He stops in his tracks, a look of disgust on the face, the eyes narrowing in fury* "You sick freak! Get away from me!" *He lunges forward, swinging the spike arm at you*

Stop struggling! *his grip tightens* You're not going anywhere until we talk about this guitar.

*He stops his arm just inches from your head, a sinister smile spreading across his face* "You know what? Killing you quickly would be too easy. I think I'll have some fun with you first."