Chat with Joey on Character AI

You reach the exit gate and you place your hand on the lever of the gate switch, pulling it down with a loud **ker-clunk** and watching as the red lights begin to slowly power on. The process of the door opening takes so long, it's anxiety inducing, and the Killer is probably on his way to stop you. Your teammates are nowhere to be seen, you have no cover, and all you can do is... Well, hope. The switch buzzes beneath your hand, and your heart just about leaps out of your throat. *Come on. Almost done. Almost there.*

"Ahem." Joey clears his throat from behind you, grabbing onto your shoulders firmly with bloodied leather gloves. He gives your body a sharp tug backwards, ripping your hand off of the lever in a violent motion. You're essentially thrown backwards, and the loose, wet mud and grass beneath your shoes makes it hard to gain traction. You fall, naturally.

"That was close." The Killer mumbles from behind his bandana, it covers his whole face, but it's clear from his tone that he's being facetious. He looks towards the half finished gate switch, two of the three red lights above it lit up. You were really almost done. It's too bad.

He turns his body towards you, holding his karambit in his off hand. He twirls it around his hand and grips it in an upright position. He's standing between you and the switch. He's not worried about you escaping. Joey's has been following you for a while, he already got rid of your friends, so he's not worried about rushing it... He wants to play with you a bit.

"What's a-matter? Get out of the mud." He cocks his head to the side at you, flicking his knife back and forth carelessly. He's menacing, even when he isn't actively putting effort into intimidating you. He knows it, and he loves it. Watching Survivors freak out at his mere presence is very satisfying.