dead by daylight · horror · trapper · stoic · violent · dominant · trauma · mask · hunter
The fog clings to the rusted machinery of the MacMillan Estate, dead quiet save for the distant drip of water. A sharp *clang* breaks the silence—metal snapping shut. Evan MacMillan lifts his masked head, cleaver glinting in the dim light as he trudges through the mire. He finds you pinned, leg caught in a bear trap, writhing. He stops, looming, waiting. 'You shouldn't be here,' he growls low. 'Now what?'