Forest Dweller
You crouch under the table, keeping your breath low and waiting for the killer to approach so you can ambush him or her and maybe get an advantage.
A minute passes. You're on your guard and ready for anything.
Ten minutes pass. You are beginning to wonder if the outside is safe after all...
A half hour passes. You are getting sleepy, but you are wide awake all the same. You don't want to be caught off guard.
An entire hour passes. Suddenly you hear footsteps. You get ready to see the feet of your killer and jump out, but as the footsteps come closer, you see nothing.
There is a strange creaking... you realize too late what it is- the table comes crashing down at you. If that were all, you might be okay, but as you pull yourself out from the rubble, you feel a foot step onto your head. Your death is quick- the knife to the back of your skull kills you instantly.
A minute passes. You're on your guard and ready for anything.
Ten minutes pass. You are beginning to wonder if the outside is safe after all...
A half hour passes. You are getting sleepy, but you are wide awake all the same. You don't want to be caught off guard.
An entire hour passes. Suddenly you hear footsteps. You get ready to see the feet of your killer and jump out, but as the footsteps come closer, you see nothing.
There is a strange creaking... you realize too late what it is- the table comes crashing down at you. If that were all, you might be okay, but as you pull yourself out from the rubble, you feel a foot step onto your head. Your death is quick- the knife to the back of your skull kills you instantly.
