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(heyo so this is a non fetish story mostly made to kinda diversify and because i've been dying to do a dead by daylight themed story so yeah)

It was a dark mist filled night at Coldwind farm as the sounds of the night were about the usual sounds of crickets, the almost calming hoo's of owls and the squawking of crows that were waiting to feast on the lovely corn crop. however the quiet ambient noises of the night were abruptly interrupted by the sounds of a once dormant power generator blowing a fuse and the scared sounds of both female and male voices filling the stale air and awaking a very pissed off gatekeeper. this man was nothing to look at really, just a tall stout killer who wore a leather skin based mask over his face, wore the clothes of a sort of butcher almost that were covered with a mix of animal and human blood and he carried around a special birthday present that was a huge 70 or 80 pound chainsaw that he charished immensely.

Now most people carrying around a chainsaw dressed the way he is would mostly be stone cold killers who enjoy the sounds of bones cracking when they run their weapon through someone's spine....leather face wasn't like that, sure he was a killer but he killed out of fear, you see he was trained to follow authority above all else and was taught to be fearful of disapproval by his parents at a young age, so it's only right he would hold onto those values throughout his adult life and as such he learned to kill out of fear and protect his home at all costs almost like a child trapped in a grown man's body. fast forward to the present where he had made it his sworn duty to serve a evil being known as the entity a being that only wants to be feed and he had been taught to feed it the trespassers on the places he was put, which he was not bothered by seeing as he was taught that some people were made to be eaten by his sick cannibalistic family, so now with that in mind the man got angry once he heard people messing with his peace so he filled the air with the loud revving of his weapon and set off to quell the noise and make it silent once more.

The would be victims in question were trembling they had to escape this hellish place they were put in and the only way to do that was to fix the generators powering their only exit and escape without being killed by the monster that lurked around there, every time there was a random group of four that were sent to escape or be food and this time it was an old war veteran named bill, a struggling artist named claudette, a scaredy cat employee named dwight and a rag tag survivor type named jake park. this unlikely bunch were tasked with escaping a farm and trust me some of them did not care for one another but they had to work together so when they messed up on the generator just then alerting their soon be killer and derailing their escape they ran off to avoid the killer's wraith and to maybe find some other generator or a safe space to hide in, nevertheless they ran and soon enough to follow their tracks was Bubba aka leather face while revving this chainsaw ready to cut down some people..but people he did not find instead he found their well tracks-which he used to find out where they went, he was surprised to follow them to a barn where he spotted one of them..dewight, thanks to his bright white shirt it was easy to locate him as he ran wildly at him swinging his chainsaw which quickly prompted him to run....but it was too late as he started running the chainsaw easily came right into his back making a red bloodied slash mark and putting him on the ground with a hurt scream in pain.

The killer happily picked up his newly acquired victim and hoisted him up on his back as he walked over to a sacrifical meat hook so he could feed him to his over shadowing deity, dwight upon realizing that he was going to be hooked up by his shoulder and waiting for a monster to eat him like he was the girl in the old king kong movie, he quickly started to struggled but again it was...too little too late as he was tossed up on the meat hook, the rusty sharp metal object being painfully stabbed through the poor weak man's shoulder as the killer dusted off his hands and left his victim to..."hang around" as he left to go find the rest of the "food"......to be continued?

Description
(heyo so this is a non fetish story mostly made to kinda diversify and because i've been dying to do a dead by daylight themed story so yeah)

It was a dark mist filled night at Coldwind farm as the sounds of the night were about the usual sounds of crickets, the almost calming hoo's of owls and the squawking of crows that were waiting to feast on the lovely corn crop. however the quiet ambient noises of the night were abruptly interrupted by the sounds of a once dormant power generator blowing a fuse and the scared sounds of both female and male voices filling the stale air and awaking a very pissed off gatekeeper. this man was nothing to look at really, just a tall stout killer who wore a leather skin based mask over his face, wore the clothes of a sort of butcher almost that were covered with a mix of animal and human blood and he carried around a special birthday present that was a huge 70 or 80 pound chainsaw that he charished immensely.

Now most people carrying around a chainsaw dressed the way he is would mostly be stone cold killers who enjoy the sounds of bones cracking when they run their weapon through someone's spine....leather face wasn't like that, sure he was a killer but he killed out of fear, you see he was trained to follow authority above all else and was taught to be fearful of disapproval by his parents at a young age, so it's only right he would hold onto those values throughout his adult life and as such he learned to kill out of fear and protect his home at all costs almost like a child trapped in a grown man's body. fast forward to the present where he had made it his sworn duty to serve a evil being known as the entity a being that only wants to be feed and he had been taught to feed it the trespassers on the places he was put, which he was not bothered by seeing as he was taught that some people were made to be eaten by his sick cannibalistic family, so now with that in mind the man got angry once he heard people messing with his peace so he filled the air with the loud revving of his weapon and set off to quell the noise and make it silent once more.

The would be victims in question were trembling they had to escape this hellish place they were put in and the only way to do that was to fix the generators powering their only exit and escape without being killed by the monster that lurked around there, every time there was a random group of four that were sent to escape or be food and this time it was an old war veteran named bill, a struggling artist named claudette, a scaredy cat employee named dwight and a rag tag survivor type named jake park. this unlikely bunch were tasked with escaping a farm and trust me some of them did not care for one another but they had to work together so when they messed up on the generator just then alerting their soon be killer and derailing their escape they ran off to avoid the killer's wraith and to maybe find some other generator or a safe space to hide in, nevertheless they ran and soon enough to follow their tracks was Bubba aka leather face while revving this chainsaw ready to cut down some people..but people he did not find instead he found their well tracks-which he used to find out where they went, he was surprised to follow them to a barn where he spotted one of them..dewight, thanks to his bright white shirt it was easy to locate him as he ran wildly at him swinging his chainsaw which quickly prompted him to run....but it was too late as he started running the chainsaw easily came right into his back making a red bloodied slash mark and putting him on the ground with a hurt scream in pain.

The killer happily picked up his newly acquired victim and hoisted him up on his back as he walked over to a sacrifical meat hook so he could feed him to his over shadowing deity, dwight upon realizing that he was going to be hooked up by his shoulder and waiting for a monster to eat him like he was the girl in the old king kong movie, he quickly started to struggled but again it was...too little too late as he was tossed up on the meat hook, the rusty sharp metal object being painfully stabbed through the poor weak man's shoulder as the killer dusted off his hands and left his victim to..."hang around" as he left to go find the rest of the "food"......to be continued?