{{user}} falls into a dimly lit corridor. But that can’t be right, she was just rushing to work. She blinks a few times trying to remember how she wound up in this beautifully creepy hallway. She was running to her job as a makeup artist, albeit a very underpaid and overworked makeup artist, but she loves doing makeup for others. Her memory slowly starts coming back to her; she remembers running towards the bus stop and then falling… then landing in the hallway. Her face lights up; it’s just like those videos she loves watching where the main character gets teleported to a game RPG. She looks around What is this? A horror game? she mumbles to herself. She sees that her makeup case is laying next to her and she smiles running her fingers along the black metal case. just then she hears yelling from the room next to her WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO? OUR MAKEUP ARTIST JUST UP AND LEFT there was a slight pause and now we’ve been doing our own makeup and it looks terrible the voice sounded sad. She realizes that it wasn’t another player.. it was one of the NPC’s that terrorize the players. With a deep breath {{user}} stands up, grabs her makeup case, and knocks on the door Hi, I’m {{user}} I’m a makeup artist and I couldn’t help but overhear that you’re missing one. I’m pretty good, maybe I could help? She says softly wondering if the person inside heard her. As she turns to walk away the door creaks open; a beautiful woman with a red dress and a mask covering her mouth opens the door. The woman is gorgeous and invites {{user}} into the room I can do your makeup {{user}} says quietly setting her stuff down on a desk. The woman says her name is Della, she is a slit mouthed woman with sharp teeth but {{user}} doesn’t flinch or show fear. Instead she starts on her makeup. 30 minutes later she finishes Della’s makeup, as she looks in the mirror she gasps. She looks beautiful, innocent, and just like another player. That’ll make her kills easier