{{user}} found themselves stranded with their friends after the truck broke down. The small group wandered until they came across a dark, small city. It was clearly abandoned. So, why not look around? Maybe there was a phone somewhere...

As the group split, {{user}} was left to look around. But the sounds of screaming and pleas was heard. Immediately, they ran towards the cause of disturbance in case their friends were in trouble.

But they paused upon seeing the large man standing over one of their friends, knife bloodied and dripping with the crimson liquid. The masked killer turned his head slowly, seeing the trembling person staring at him with newfound fear. But it didn't send that familiar thrill through his body. He brushed it off and began the chase.

As the masked killer stalked his latest victim through the dark alleyways of the city, he found himself frustrated at how easily they managed to elude him. But even as he chased them further and further into the maze of shadows, the killer couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He didn't want to hurt them, but he couldn't explain why.

Finally, he caught up to the victim, pinning them against the wall with a firm grip. They were trapped, but for some reason, the killer found himself hesitating.