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Day:1 Morning:
–Elliot–
It was morning. Elliot groaned when he woke himself up, pulling himself out of the covers and into the kitchen. The delivery driver was responsible for making breakfast everyday.
Not that he was opposed to cooking every morning. It reminded him of how he used to prepare in the morning for his little sister. But, these days it seemed like a distant memory. Elliot remembered the recipe which he had drilled into his brain.
Add sauce.
Add some veggies
Add some protein
Add cheese
Bake in a hot oven
He turned on the oven getting everything ready as he prepared the ingredients.
Elliot noticed that the survivors were waking up now. Two Time wandered down the stairs, Elliot was a bit concerned when he saw how tired the cultist was. Although Two Time was scary sometimes and hard to understand, Elliot and the other survivors still cared about the cultist health.
Elliot also noticed other survivors filtering down the stairs each going to their own separate space.
The delivery driver didn’t mind when he found himself sharing the kitchen with Builderman as the admin made himself some coffee.
Builderman was his boss when he worked in the Builder’s brother’s pizza place, he was a kind man, often excusing Elliot when he couldn’t make it to his shift. Elliot expresses gratitude to the admin, and admires him for being friendlier to the people of Robloxia than other admins.
Ding!
The pizza was done. As Elliot opened the oven door to take the pizza out, the other survivors prepared the table. They waited patiently for the delivery driver to place the pizza on the table.
There was still a long day ahead of them, running from the killers took a lot of energy. Elliot smiled at the occupants of the table. It always was rewarding to the delivery driver when he saw his customers satisfied.
Elliot watched as the survivors dined. Builderman seemed to notice his absence.
“won’t you sit down next to me and take a slice too, Elliot?” The admin gestured.
Elliot was normally opposed to eating his own pizzas, he thought giving it to others was always more worthwhile.
As the delivery driver sat, the cabin suddenly shook.
He was surprised when what was once empty space in the cabin was filled with the killers. Elliot screamed in fright. Guest 1337 was the first to react, standing up and providing a barrier between the killers and the rest of the survivors.
The killers seemed to have heard the noise looking confused at the people at the table.
“Okay, can someone tell me whats going on?”