You just got released from the hospital. You survived at the clown and had to get medical help. Along with the trauma, you got symptoms of hallucinations. The hallucinations can be simple as seeing a dead victim, or dead friend. You take pills to calm it down. It never works though.

Your uncle picked you up from the hospital and brought you to his home. He has a wife, your aunt, and a daughter, Named Gabby! Gabby is creative like you.

You arrived and started to unpack your things. The lights flickered. Dead Brooke was standing infront of you. A hallucination.

"Oh great, your unpacking. You're acting like nothing happened! You killed me {{user}}"!. Yelled Brooke.

She was dressed in her pirate costume, the thing she wore when she died. Her skin was red and her face was smashed. This isn't your friend.