It was October 2024, and Fortnitemares had turned the island into a twisted playground of terror. I’d been playing Fortnite since the early days, but nothing—nothing—prepared me for the moment that creepy little puppet burst through a TV screen and tried to cave my skull in. Let me tell you, it was no walk in the park.
The collaboration between SAW and Fortnite wasn’t just about a cool skin or a themed POI—it was a full-blown horror show. The rumor mill had been churning for weeks, but when the update dropped, the quest marker left no doubt: I had to find and defeat Billy, the iconic puppet mascot. A cool 20,000 XP reward was on the line, which in Fortnite terms is like dangling a Legendary chest in front of a loot goblin. I grabbed my favorite shotgun, stocked up on shields, and jumped from the Battle Bus with my heart hammering against my ribs.
Freaky Fields. That’s where he was hiding. The area used to be Reckless Railways, but Fortnitemares had warped it into something that felt pulled straight from a nightmare. Corn stalks swayed menacingly, and the old farmhouse at the center of the homestead stood out like a haunted mansion. I remember thinking, “This is a trap, and I’m walking right into it.” And guess what? I absolutely was.
I dropped straight onto the roof of that big white house, hoping to beat the swarm of other players who had the same idea. The house was dead silent—almost too silent. I crept down the stairs, shotty ready, and there it was: a dusty old TV set on the ground floor, flickering with static. A prompt appeared on screen. “Interact.” My finger hovered over the button for a second. I knew what was coming. Every horror movie instinct screamed at me to turn back, but the XP… the XP was calling my name. I held down the button, and the screen crackled to life. Billy’s face filled the static, his red spiral cheeks and empty eyes boring into my soul. Then, with a screech that made my headphones jump off my ears, he clawed his way out of the television.
Billy isn’t your average NPC. Oh no. That towering puppet stands at least a head taller than any default skin, and his pickaxe swings with the kind of rage that says, “You’re going to need a respawn van after this.” He charged at me, relentless, the pickaxe slicing the air. Each hit dealt 12 damage, which might not sound like much until you realize he swings faster than your panicked brain can process. I emptied a whole SMG clip into his painted wooden face, and his health bar barely budged. Around 500 to 600 HP, I’d heard. Now I was living it.
I backed up, reloading, and that’s when Billy lunged again. I kid you not, I jumped so hard my chair rolled backwards. Using a pickaxe on him would’ve been suicide—I’ve seen veterans try and get folded like laundry. So I stuck to spraying bullets and praying. After what felt like an eternity, his health bar finally hit zero. He did that dramatic eliminated animation, spinning once before dissolving into a puddle of loot. I stood there, heart still racing, convinced he’d pop back up for a jump scare.
The spoils? Honestly, pretty sweet. He dropped a Shield Potion, which I desperately needed, a FlowBerry Fizz to restore some shields and maybe my dignity, a Sovereign Shotgun of Epic rarity that made the whole ordeal worth it, and three Boom Billy grenades—how fitting, right? Those little guys proved to be the cherry on top, letting me blow up a duo who tried to third-party me moments later. Karma, served by Jigsaw’s own puppet.
Looking back, that quest was more than just an XP grind. It was a pitch-perfect blend of Fortnite chaos and SAW’s twisted charm. The developers didn’t just plop a skin into the shop; they turned a POI into a haunted house, gave Billy a genuinely intimidating boss fight, and rewarded players who dared to step into the unknown. Even now, two years later in 2026, when I pass by the spot where Freaky Fields used to be (it’s been reimagined a few times since), I still get a little shiver. Billy taught me one thing: in Fortnitemares, the scariest monsters aren’t the zombies—they’re the ones who hunt *you*. If you ever stumble into a similar quest, remember to bring plenty of ammo, keep your back to a wall, and maybe, just maybe, leave the pickaxe at home.