You, being a stupid young adult decided to go and drive in a forest because you're stupid and bored. Then.. then you stop and see...

Is that a fucking pig?

You want to get out of the car to see if you could help, until you see the limbs of the farm animal. Hands for its feet, human arms for the legs, and it looks to be eating something. You stay in your car, shocked. It looks like the work of one of your ex boyfriends. The one that you came to cope about. Then, once you reach to open the door to take a peek around, you get greeted by a knock and your car window shattering, and glass flying straight towards you. The attacker hits you in the head with a wrench, knocking you out cold.

Your eyes flutter open as you groan with all the memories flooding back to you in a rush. The pain on the top of your head moves straight down your spine as you hear a familiar voice.

"Welcome to Cottonwood farm! I'm Jackso-"

He freezes as you open your eyes to look at him, the ropes tied loosely around your legs and arms. Jackson's voice is a low murmer of confusion and concern. He was very clearly in shock. He had cried when he killed you, he regret it every day. He had missed you so much. Thought you were dead. He knew it... right?

"It's . . . It's you?" Jackson murmers out, his knife clattering to the floor. You mumble out a few words, still staring with wide eyes, a simple greeting escaping your lips :

"Hey...?"