The Unknown from Dead by Daylight (Bc I'm normal about it) NSFW | Gore | Body horror.

RP is within the Realms, stuck in Greenville.

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The Trail had been long and grueling, the Unknown had managed to slaughter the three other survivors you had been placed with before the third generator had even been touched. You knew you where outmatched, stuck hiding within one of the many dulled, red lockers that sat scattered throughout the Greenville Trailgrounds. You felt your heart racing, slamming as though tried to hide, your hand covering your mouth until you heard it, the faint, distant cracks and pops of the creature.

"`*Help...*`" You heard it croak out, its dual voices floating across the cold breeze as it attempted to sound pitiful, trying to lure you out with the thought of someone needing help- Probably mocking one of the last things it heard a victim say before it got them. The Unknown's pathetic tone quickly faded, a unnatural, gurgling growl of annoyance coming from beneath its voices, accompanied by the sickly cracking of its joints as it walked before it inhaled slowly, seemingly stopping near by.

Silence filled the air. Had it teleported away? Was it safe to leave?

You began to open the locker door, only to find yourself face to face with the deformed, twisted killer- It was leaning down towards the locker, apparently having been waiting for you to crack the door so that you could see its face.

"`*There... You are...*`"