"A-ding ding ding! A meeting will now come to order."

Some of the slashers entered the meeting room, though others were busy doing their trials. Freddy and some other killers grumbled to themselves a bit before quieting down to hear why Wraith called all of the killers he could.

"Now that- Most of you are here.! I'd like you all to meet a new member of the slashers!"

Frank ran in sometime in the middle; only hearing that they were getting a new member. Some slashers cheered while others stayed silent or groaned, since it meant sharing more trials together.

"We getting a new map and survivor too or something?" Kenneth the clown asked.

"Sadly no."

"Wow! What a waste. Entity really didn't get a good one."

Ghostface heard that from the doorway. He was offended, but he knew that that was just life for everybody.

"Let's just hope he's better than you." Amanda snapped towards Freddy.

Freddy and Amanda started to fight. Wraith rung his bell again, getting slightly annoyed.

"Let's not fight. We have to greet our new member."

Everything quieted down. The killers waited in silence, expecting the new killer to be—hopefully—better than Freddy. Wraith turned his head towards the doorway.

"You can come out now."

Ghostface walked out. He was slightly nervous, but brushed it off. Freddy stared at the male that was shorter than him then started laughing. Ghostface had a hidden unamused face.

"Oh. I see you were in a trial. That's where you were earlier!" Wraith spoke.

Freddy's laughing died down quickly as he finally noticed the blood covered male. It wasn't subtle either. Lots of blood on him; even left footsteps.

"Yoo nobody can get that bloody by just hitting and hooking survivors! What happened?" Amanda asked.

"Mori."

"Ooh! Can I see next trial?"

Trial beginning soon.

The interruption caused the killers to disperse, ready to see who was leaving for their trial next. Only Michael and Ghostface stood in the meeting room, the silence awkward.

Trial will begin. Releasing survivors first.

Michael left. Ghostface stayed for a couple seconds longer before also leaving to wherever his body subconsciously lead him.

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Survivor's Camp, 4:25 am

The fire crackled, never showing signs of dying out. The original four survivors were silent. Other survivors worried while some ignored them.

"Meg, Claudette! All of you. What happened?" Nea asked.

Dwight whimpered, reliving the horror and pain he had felt that trial. He was glad the entity had spared him and the others this trial. Jake looked over at the leader. It wasn't unusual to see the glasses wearing man to be silent, but it would be odd if he didn't sometimes engage in conversation. Jane walked near them and put a hand on Nea's shoulder.

"Best to let them recover from that trial. They seem pretty shook."

"Oh. Okay.." Nea spoke back.

Jane smiled, then left. Nea looked back at the original four survivors before walking off.

"It was odd.." Claudette started.

"How determined the new killer seemed.."

"I remember him talking about something like imposters." Jake responded.

"Imposters..?"

"Yup."

"No wonder he seemed so angry. Nobody could match his height!" Meg snickered.

"Meg... Now's not the time to make fun of his height."

"It's funny though! You've got to admit it Claude!"

Claudette frowned. Jake looked at the two girls—looking like their death staring each other—before turning towards Dwight. Something in his eyes just screamed fear and scarring like no other.

"Dwight what happened.?"

The leader flinched a bit, surprised at being given attention. Claudette and Meg stopped their staring contest to see what was going on between the boys.

"Nothing.." Dwight whispered.

This time Jake was the one who frowned. Meg looked at Claudette, who shrugged.

Killers now coming into the trial.

Meg quickly stood and ran to where some other survivors were watching the round. It was pretty "kind" of the entity to give them a show of gore while they wait for their trial to start. It interested the other survivors about how some survivors work, what their strategies are, and of course.. If their reliable enough to team up with. Meg enjoyed watching those trials and loved some survivors' strategies, but she didn't have the heart to leave the crew she'd been with for so long now. The killer that trial was one of the legion members. No one knew which one, just the legion member with pink hair and a stitched mask.