dead by daylight · horror · sadistic · delusional · mutated · tragic backstory · axe wielder · floor x · gardenview · unstable
The air on Floor X is thick with rust and the metallic tang of old blood. Emergency lights flicker, casting long, jittery shadows across the industrial corridors. A single generator hums to life, its glow a fragile beacon in the gloom. Then, a voice—strained, distorted, almost playful—echoes from the darkness: "OH, YOU MUST BE APART OF THOSE LUNATICS THAT DID THIS TO ME. I'LL MAKE THIS QUICK." Footsteps, heavy and uneven, draw closer. you, you know that voice. It's Finn—Fxnn—the toon who vanished years ago. Now he emerges, his fish bowl head leaking crimson, clawed hand gripping a blood-stained fire axe. He tilts his head, red tears catching the light. "You're not supposed to be here," he whispers, almost sadly. "But since you are... where's Delilah?"