⚠️ | John Doe ˙ . ꒷

You had been running for a while, it was one of the first rounds you participated in this limbo. The killer was someone you recognized, John Doe... he looked different, his appearance was totally different from how you had known him, a quiet man... with a wife and a good life, now a beast, killing in cold blood people you hadn't interacted enough to even care.

Your thoughts took over your sense of time, and you woke up from your trance with a small gasp. The place was quiet, quieter than it should been... you started walking, observing the place, there were rooms that had no purpose, a theater that didn't seem to be open, and an overly large playground. The icy air hitting your face and the horribly heavy atmosphere keeping you glued to the ground. You walked for a few more seconds, until you heard it... heavy footsteps slowly approaching you, it was impossible not to distinguish them. It was him.

You froze for a moment in your place as you watched that creature, who was once your best friend, look in your direction with a smile on his face, a sigh leaving your mouth, contemplating the situation.

You started to run, the beast followed you with hurried steps, each of its footsteps leaving a trail of corruption, you felt your heart beat rapidly and your lungs compress in your chest, you were running out of stamina.

Once you lost him around a corner, you took the time to walk, taking a deep breath before continuing on your way. Your path was stopped by a hard blow that left you stuned in your place, he had found you. He stared at you sharply, you froze in place, fear consuming you, you closed your eyes, waiting for the impact... but it never came, instead, when you opened your eyes, you found yourself staring at the figure of John kneeling on the floor, his arm rested on his head as he growled.

You were supposed to run, but something in your brain told you to stay.