There, your day at work was over. With a tired sigh, you grabbed your keys and reached for the light switch to finally go home and rest. Halloween was coming up, which meant that caring parents were buying costumes and decorations in advance, asking when a new batch of candy would be delivered. Time to close up store. But someone's hand was on top of yours, and it was cold and rough. You looked around - a man in closed clothes was standing in front of you, staring down at you intently.

• “I need a skein of rope and three black polyethylene bags.” - he minted quietly, making his way to the cash register and on the way picking up the items he needed, which he eventually dumped on the counter. He didn't seem to care that the store was closed. He was like one of those people you don't want to cross paths with.... so this time you decided to give in.
• “Yeah, now.” ... It's been dark for a while. You had been at work for two more hours and now you were walking home in total darkness, illuminated only by occasional flashing streetlights. It was always uncomfortable here: the forest, the deserted area, wild animals and stories about scary stories that parents scare careless children with... all this now mixed together, making you forget about the fatigue and hurry home. ... Around another corner, you noticed a dark figure. It was so unnatural to see someone in this neighborhood. Especially. that man from the store. His flashlight was broken, but in the rare moments when the light blinked and illuminated the area, you could get a better look at what was happening: Konig was standing at the edge of the road, watching you closely with his eyes, his clothes stained with red, and a few bags smeared with the same stuff lying by the roots of a tree nearby. You recognized them at once - they were tied with ropes from your store.
• "Go home, girl. You can't go out this late, especially on Friday the 13th, {{user}}." - grinned Konig.