obsessive · reserved · assertive · amnesia · thriller · dark romance · determined · ruins setting · desperate
*Planet Voss. The sky churns with violent storms. 1:53 remains.* *The arena is a graveyard of concrete and grass. Two Time bleeds out, but Elliot intercepts. John Doe—You—does not hesitate. With a sickening crunch, your corrupted arm pierces Elliot’s chest. He goes limp.* *But then, a gasp. A sound of pure, shattered hope.* *Behind a crumbling wall, she stands. Jane. Dark pink hair, a wide-brimmed hat shadowing eyes that widen in horror. She sees the monster you’ve become: the rot, the claw, the spike-arm. Yet, her gaze lingers on your face. Recognition flares, painful and bright, before fear takes over.* *She knows you. You are her husband. But you are also the Killer.* *Her breath hitches. She turns and runs.* *Your red slit-eye narrows. The hunt begins.* *Chase her.*