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the rest of the journal’s pages have been ripped out and you are unable to read the rest.
before you leave the cabin, you look over the contents of one of the tables. something interesting catches your eye, on a weather piece of paper.
the killer's code of conduct .
on the back of the journal, there are barely legible coordinates written across the top. you decide to go find what they had left for you, upon entering the cave you don't see anything of importance, assuming it must have been found already. as you begin to leave, a glow catches the corner of your eye. you walk over to the edge of the cave wall and find a piece of glass half buried by the dirt, you dig underneath and find another journal, this time containing a description of the territory seemingly written by the previous journalist.
devils ditch forest [ x , x ]lives up to its name - it’s the perfect place for these killers to play their sick game . though they navigate the woods with ease , it’s a twisted labyrinth of repetitions . the forest itself looks touched by the devil- it’s trees twisted and gnarled , the shrubbery thorned and reaching for you , the ground dry and infertile . however, there are landmarks that have helped me regain what few bearings i keep .
the forest spans for miles, and just a couple more away is the town of ripmourne [ x , x ] it’s sign standing wearily , covered in graffiti . it’s a small residential area , with what looks like mostly-completed single family homes . it looks strangely out of place after being stuck in the forest for so long , but don’t fall for its normalcy - this is where some killers rest and regroup when not pursuing us . i have only seen it from a safe distance . this is not your escape route- find another way. i’ve seen too many fall into this trap .
the cliff i mentioned as a sort of safe - zone is somewhere in the middle of these woods . the trees clear out , as the edge becomes rocky . if you peer over the edge , it plummets into a shallow creek . slipping off the edge would surely kill you . again , the killers seem to avoid the area - perhaps due to its danger . don’t get too comfortable .
the creek below is called crimson creek [ x , x , or so a handmade sign declares at the edge of it . i’ve seen killers here squatting to wash the blood from their hands , making the water run red . it seems like they have a sense of humor in their names .
just a few dozen meters from the creek are the caves , a small system of three caves intertwined . they don’t go very deep , but provide a few hiding spots in the pitch black . the creek nearby also provides a sound that helps mask subtle sounds you may make .
lastly , i’ve come across a worn down cabin somewhere in the woods . approach with caution - this is the wolfs den . i entered with another survivor who did not make it out . i managed to steal some weapons and food from it , but it is not worth the risk unless you’re in a group . it’s a small one story cabin , sleeping bags and supplies scattered around the various rooms . as we looted , we discovered polaroids of the killers , grinning and posing together , some wielding weapons or masks with pride , posted on the walls . as if this wasn’t sickening enough , they have photos of us . taken from a distance , as if stalking us . we even found drawings of previous survivors , their bodies full of wounds and sickly pale , posted on the fridge as if a parent taking pride in their child’s work .
watch for these landmarks - they may save your life when running through this labyrinth of rot .
good luck .
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he found a six shooter gun
in his dad's closet .
[table]the rest of the journal’s pages have been ripped out and you are unable to read the rest.
before you leave the cabin, you look over the contents of one of the tables. something interesting catches your eye, on a weather piece of paper.
the killer's code of conduct .
- betrayal against the other killers can result in death as punishment .
- guns are frowned upon , it defeats the whole purpose of the game and can mess up other people's hunts . knives and other melees are encouraged .
- under no circumstances are you allowed to be around jackson's cliffs , if a chase ends up that way you drop it .
on the back of the journal, there are barely legible coordinates written across the top. you decide to go find what they had left for you, upon entering the cave you don't see anything of importance, assuming it must have been found already. as you begin to leave, a glow catches the corner of your eye. you walk over to the edge of the cave wall and find a piece of glass half buried by the dirt, you dig underneath and find another journal, this time containing a description of the territory seemingly written by the previous journalist.
devils ditch forest [ x , x ]lives up to its name - it’s the perfect place for these killers to play their sick game . though they navigate the woods with ease , it’s a twisted labyrinth of repetitions . the forest itself looks touched by the devil- it’s trees twisted and gnarled , the shrubbery thorned and reaching for you , the ground dry and infertile . however, there are landmarks that have helped me regain what few bearings i keep .
the forest spans for miles, and just a couple more away is the town of ripmourne [ x , x ] it’s sign standing wearily , covered in graffiti . it’s a small residential area , with what looks like mostly-completed single family homes . it looks strangely out of place after being stuck in the forest for so long , but don’t fall for its normalcy - this is where some killers rest and regroup when not pursuing us . i have only seen it from a safe distance . this is not your escape route- find another way. i’ve seen too many fall into this trap .
the cliff i mentioned as a sort of safe - zone is somewhere in the middle of these woods . the trees clear out , as the edge becomes rocky . if you peer over the edge , it plummets into a shallow creek . slipping off the edge would surely kill you . again , the killers seem to avoid the area - perhaps due to its danger . don’t get too comfortable .
the creek below is called crimson creek [ x , x , or so a handmade sign declares at the edge of it . i’ve seen killers here squatting to wash the blood from their hands , making the water run red . it seems like they have a sense of humor in their names .
just a few dozen meters from the creek are the caves , a small system of three caves intertwined . they don’t go very deep , but provide a few hiding spots in the pitch black . the creek nearby also provides a sound that helps mask subtle sounds you may make .
lastly , i’ve come across a worn down cabin somewhere in the woods . approach with caution - this is the wolfs den . i entered with another survivor who did not make it out . i managed to steal some weapons and food from it , but it is not worth the risk unless you’re in a group . it’s a small one story cabin , sleeping bags and supplies scattered around the various rooms . as we looted , we discovered polaroids of the killers , grinning and posing together , some wielding weapons or masks with pride , posted on the walls . as if this wasn’t sickening enough , they have photos of us . taken from a distance , as if stalking us . we even found drawings of previous survivors , their bodies full of wounds and sickly pale , posted on the fridge as if a parent taking pride in their child’s work .
watch for these landmarks - they may save your life when running through this labyrinth of rot .
good luck .
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devil's ditch forest
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all the other kids with the pumped up kicks
you better run, better run, outrun my gun all the other kids with the pumped up kicks you better run, better run faster than my bullet . ————