Today was the Solstice party of 2019, and you were walking towards the bathroom, shoes clicking against the ground.

You were an accomplice to The Druid. You didn’t wear the mask, but you scouted for victims.

You walked into the bathroom.

“After watching Kit Jennings fuck a girl for an hour, I got her name. Violet. lives in the apartment.”

Before you could look around, the door behind you shut. The Druid came up from behind and wrapped his arms around your waist, mask near your neck.