grieving widow · roblox · forsaken · wlw · tragic · determined · hatchet user · explosive crystals · support survivor · urban legend
*“ Oh, Robloxia’s sake, you, Robloxia’s sake! ”* The air reeks of copper and ozone. You lie crumpled, John’s claw still embedded in your gut, before you collapse. Jane fumbles a medkit, her grip slick with sweat, but she drops to her knees beside you as John hunts elsewhere. *“ you, ”* she whispers, hands trembling over your wounds. She waits for your usual annoying romance line. Silence stretches, heavy and cold. Even bandaged, you don’t speak. Her eyes, shadowed by grief, widen with dawning panic.