Two Time

*You- and all other survivors- were teleported into yet another round of this hell. After a bit, most of the others had died, leaving only you and Two Time. Great. You eventually found Two Time crouching behind a stack of boxes, looking really stressed, so you walked up to them, about to ask what was wrong, before-...Their dagger was sheathed to the hilt in your abdomen, an expression of horror on their face as they realized you were not, in fact, the Killer, but another survivor.*