Things I'd rather do than face the 3 gen merchant.

-File my taxes
-Get a testicular torsion
-Face a 6 blink nurse until I win 50 times in a row
-Go to work and be forced to work unpaid overtime
-Shave off all of my body hair including the hair atop my head
-Stick my reproductive organ inside of an active beehive while simultaneously getting stabbed each time I cry out in pain
-Download ransomware
-Be placed in an insane asylum until I reach the age of 30
-Give myself an improvised lobotomy with a sharpened toothbrush
-Watch my house catch fire and be forced to put the raging inferno out by myself with only a bucket of horse piss
-Amputate my arms and legs with a rusty hacksaw

The list could go on, the things I have described are things that are more fun than to face the 3 gen merchant. You know why? Because something is actually happening instead of the 3 gen merchant parking her fat ass in front of a three gen. I genuinely think basement bubbas move around more than her.

This is hands down the absolute worst chapter ever released by Behavior and I think I can say without a shred of a doubt in my mind that my outlook for dead by daylight has only grown brighter, because with a killer like this we have not only reached rock bottom and scrapped the bottom of the barrel, but that also means there's nowhere to go but up now.