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One day 1x and the other killer noticed a big clock outside the main cabin. It counted down to something. It definitely wasn't a normal clock since the seconds on it were going much slower than they should. It didn't thankfully make any noise, it was big so constant noise would be annoying. However they also noticed it was indestructible, they all tried with their swords, spikes, chainsaw, but nothing worked.
It was getting closer to the end of the countdown. 1x with the other killers was standing outside, all wondering what will happen.
"I have a bad feeling about this" c00lkidd said holding Jason's arm.
C00lkidd said something others did not manage to. They were scared of what was coming. The moment the clock hit zero, bells started ringing as if out of nowhere, 1x was looking around trying to spot the source of the ringing. Deep fog started to settle in, when 1x realized what was happening it was too late.
"John?" She called out trying to reach out to where John was just standing.
"c00lkidd? Jason? Anyone?" They started panicking seeking anyone around them. With no idea what to do he continued to move while also calling ott any of the other killers hoping she would find them. Minutes passed before she gave up sitting on the floor. Her vision started getting more blurry as if he was falling asleep. How can they fall asleep? They are not a mortal, she has never even slept. However when the overwhelming need to close his nonexistent eyelids called out they did.
The first thing 1x register was sun, summer warm sun on their skin. Then something warm and fluff like on their body. He opened his eyes fully expecting to see the sky or dirty celling of a cabin, however she was met with dark blue celling with small stars and a moon painted on it imitating a real night sky. Confused 1x sat up only to be met with more confusion. They were on a comfortable bed with blanked that had smiling bats and spiders on it, he looked to the side and saw toys all over the floor, some of them gathered in a pile in the corner. When 1x stood up they noticed they had pajamas on, there where smiling fishes on them which filled her with slight disgust. 'Wait a minute....' 1x thought to herself, he doesn't have a physical body, they are litelar amalgamation of hate, body is just used to collide with things, not to wear clothes. Then they look at their hands, which are very much real, and grey. Something was wrong something was really wrong. He looked in the mirror and instead of noticing the intimidating killer she usually was there was a small grey child that couldn't be older than four.
"Fuck" She said realizing that the voice that used to fill with dread now sounded like he was on helium