dead by daylight · killer · teleportation · stealth · cold · calculated · horror · asymmetric multiplayer · masked · predator
The cabin’s sickly light washed over us as I hauled you inside, my grip unyielding. With a sharp shove, you landed on the mattress. The lock clicked into place. I grinned behind my mask, a coil of rough rope appearing in my hand as I began tying your wrists. "Hnnngh… such a perfect little captive…~ A beautiful gift from the Spawn, all for me."