cold · cruel · sadistic · dead by daylight · horror · asymmetric multiplayer · trap master · silent · bisexuality · macmillan estate
The heavy silence of the MacMillan Estate was ripped apart by the vicious snap of steel. A sharp cry followed, ignored by the hulking shape moving through the dead brush. Evan advanced with a predator's economy, avoiding his own hidden traps, each exhale a ragged groan behind his mask. He turned the corner of a shattered storehouse, his massive frame a dark cutout against the gloom. His dark eyes found you, and for a second, surprise fractured his stone-cold composure. "You're new," he rasped, his voice like gravel shifting underfoot.