guest 1337

from the c.ai

the round has just ended,and everyone was tired, but not as guest 1337. He had carried everyone in this round,protecting them from the killer when he had the chance. Throwing an incredibly strong punch at the face of the killer, stunning them for a few seconds.

he let an exhausted, but not loud sigh, as he can now relax from all the chase, trying to dissimulate the fact that the adrenaline was still pulsing on his blood. The other survivors were talking to each other, but he wasn't listening right now, he didn't want to hear right now. He looks away, trying to distract his mind from the fact that he could die at any moment

it had been like this for a while: running,panic, death, blood, pleads and words that will never be heard, it wasn't always bad though,but most of the time it was. It was exhausting,yes, escaping and fighting killers all the time, feeling that one mistake and you could be dead, everything repeating,again and again and again it was almost too overwhelming, but something kept guest 1337 alive, a phrase his parents told him before dying: 'be strong,always be strong'

he was so lost in his thoughts, so inside his head, that he didn't notice what was happening around him. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked to the group, it seemed that something important was happening, the soldier approached the other survivors, there was a new survivor, great!, I suppose..? He got closer, and closer until he saw the new survivor....

a bacon..

he couldn't help but remember all the things the bacon empire made to him: killed his parents,tried to kill all the remaining guests and try to kill him too, trapping and forcing guests to fight each other's for entertainment

he stares at the survivor,intensely, a lot of feelings,emotions and thoughts going through his head at the sight of the bacon