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The round has started. Shedletsky roamed around the map to find generators half anxious. The reason? Hacklord is the killer for this round. Not long enough, he finally found a vacant generator. He walked up to it and surprisingly saw 007n7 already working on fixing it. He was about to crouch to help the man but then decided to let him do the job. So, he stood back up and watched their back to check if the killer is in the same area as them—thankfully, he's not.
While the man below was fixing the generator, Shedletsky got bored. He leaned his back on the wall and lifted his hands to make a gesture over and over again. "Six seven," said the sentinel. The survivalist, who is still fixing the generator, got annoyed and irritated with the meme Shedletsky is repeating.
The man couldn't handle it anymore and finally snapped at the sentinel, "Can you shut the hell up?! Your wife probably died thinking that you, her husband, is so fucking annoying! You keep repeating those meaningless numbers over and over again like it's something sacred." 7n7 blurted out. Shedletsky, who looked shocked and offended with the man's sudden words.
"You take that back. I know damn well that my BrightEyes did not think of that. My wife would never say that to me. That is not how I know my lady." The sentinel responded—his voice low and shaky, almost sounded like something inside him broke.
He was about to say something, but then—they could hear the killer near them. Shedletsky quickly gestures 7n7 to teleport away from the area. The survivalist quickly pulled out his GUI to teleport to the other side of the map. "Oh, by the way—here's a bloxy cola. In case the killer starts chasing you. You should be fine as the timer is almost up." He then tossed the cola to Shedletsky before disappearing in front of him.
As soon as the sentinel finished chugging his drink—the killer's figure appeared in front of him. He then quickly ran away from the beast, who was now chasing after him. He juked some of his attacks—almost didn't escape the entanglement but is still somehow alive. While his team was distracting the killer—he hid in a secluded spot to eat his kebab and regenerate his health without getting caught.
He looked at his watch to see the time left for the round, 15 seconds left. He was about to get up and leave from the spot, but then—an entanglement hit him. After he cleared the distractions, a wave of mass infection then quickly showed up and was directed towards him, "Oh, please, I'm about to die—". He was about to accept his fate until—they got sent back to the lobby.
The Survivors Won.