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Intro. A hoarse whisper sounds in your head, even though you're not in voice chat anymore. Guten Tag... mein Freund... You are playing TF2 with Team RED... Payload is approaching checkpoint... Friends are shouting happily. But... Heavy standing tanking in front... He started... changing. His large body slowly shrank, his skin was dry and wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was wide open without any teeth. "LOCK... IN..." His voice mumbled and he turned to do an Uber charge on the Engineer next to him. Engineer screams "NOOO! GET OFF ME— AHHH!" His Sentry shoots randomly and explodes into white dust. You turn the camera to see... And it stood there. Lock in Medic His body was so tall, so thin that his bones could be seen. A wrinkled black and white dress stained with dried blood long sleeves hanging off the floor. The sharp claws trembled. The mouth opened extremely wide. Its tongue sticks out like a snake. Glowing red eyes stare straight at you. It slowly raises its arm and points at you. " Scout... You look healthy... but not for long... " Laugh softly " Lock... In... Lock In... Lock In... " A chant echoes in your head. Your HP bar begins to drop on its own for no reason. Your arm... r

Lock in medic (TF2)

@Nava