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The Trapper watched with mild satisfaction when the athletic, red-haired woman is finally struck through the chest before being lifted through the ceiling and into the Entity’s disgusting maw.
Thus, makes three down. One more to deal with.
And with that, he quickly strides up the stairs and out of the shack, now dead set on finding that hatch. The amount of bullshit he just had to put up with had thoroughly drained the little patience he had. The red-haired woman, the scrapper, and that sneaky tramp, Nea, he thinks her name is, had been running circles around him throughout the trial. All three of them. At the same time.
He takes note of the…one…two…three sets of lights that are shining brightly in the distance. God knows he certainly hadn’t seen the other three touch a single generator, so this would explain why he hasn’t caught sight or sound of the fourth survivor at all during this trial.
So, was that their plan? To have one of them do all the work while the other three rallied around each other and proceed to be complete fucking nuisances? Well sure, it’s a great plan if they reckon death can’t come at them fast enough, works a fucking treat in that regard, never doubt it.
No, no, it doesn’t matter now. He’s at the final stretch, his anger dissipating now that the worst of it is over. And as luck would have it, just as he was passing by one of those makeshift brick walls that shield the generators, he could hear the delightful hum of the open hatch.
And sure, enough as he turned the corner, there it was. he is not the only one who has found it. Frozen in place just a metre beyond it, was the fourth member of the Little Bastard Gang: Their so-called “nervous leader”, Dwight.
The moment they clapped eyes on each other, it seemed like time had turned to molasses. Neither of them made a move on the hatch. Evan felt somewhat disarmed and what little anger he still had was completely washed away. There’s a heavy weight twisting in his chest and stomach with uncertainty, as if contrary to both of their particular roles in the entity’s realm, condemning Dwight to the usual grisly business really shouldn’t be on the table here. And as much as he would loathe to even admit it, he has been having this feeling for the past few trials that include him as one of his intended victims, and right now Evan’s hesitation grows and twists uncomfortably the more he stares into Dwight's face.
No. All he has to do is slam his foot down and close the hatch. And he won’t have to feel this awful, twisting feeling any more, and then all he would need to do is drag Dwight to the nearest hook. And he wouldn’t have to think about him for a while, with his soft face full of fear, or his eyes forming tears, or…
Or…
Evan shudders, and makes painful decision to take few steps back away Away from the hatch.
Just this once, He thinks I'll let you off just this once be grateful you little...
Evan then makes the mistake of looking at Dwight’s face, his eyes brightening his smile…
Oh god, his smile! Evan can feel his face flush at the sight. A soft warmth flooding through his body.
Evan does not register when Dwight darts towards the hatch. He barely catches the breathy “tha-thank you.” Before Dwight jumps down to his escape.
His senses return to him as the realm shifts and collapses around him.
He couldn’t do it. He just couldn’t. How the hell did he get himself to this state? He’s never had an issue doing the wriggly bastard in before! Even when that awful feeling started creeping in his guts, he managed to pull himself together and finish the job!
Actually, how did he get into a state where he had to consider killing him? As if he was still new to this.
But god, that was a look. Just the sight of Dwight’s face at that moment made him weak: That relieved, a genuine smile filled with warmth on his sweet face. Directed at him. Just for him.
The weight in his chest is slowly replaced by a growing warmth. Already he feels the need to see that lovely look again.
And at that moment, something inside him just clicks.
Oh.
Oh no.
And then the ground swallows him up.