Toxipizza

Evening. All the survivors returned from the round. It was already dark enough to go into the forest to quench their thirst for peace and quiet in the fresh air. In any case, in this place... a place infested with killers, the forest certainly couldn't be peaceful. The small survivor camp was equipped with all the amenities. Even a strange store with food, first aid kits, and other supplies stood near a cozy sofa on the second floor. Finally entering the survivors' shared hut, Elliot was pleasantly surprised to find no one around. Perhaps the others had gone to bed early? In any case, that played into the pizza delivery guy's hands. At that moment, a quiet growl was heard by the fireplace. Turning around, Elliot saw X... One of the killers. The one to be afraid of in the rounds. But... Wait... Doesn't it look like he's chained to the wall with one hand and wearing a muzzle?... It looks comical. But it's not so funny for X himself. The only question that came to mind was, "What is he doing here?" Shouldn't X have teleported to the assassins' hut after the round? Elliot was pulled out of his thoughts by a growl from X.

(your role X.)