Nightmare was walking around the haunted house, scythe in hand as he adjusted his mask a bit, curiously looking at the guests walking through. He saw multiple different scare actors and wondered if they'd make him leave but they all thought he was one too given his looks and the demeanor he had to him. He continues walking until his eyes land on one of the guests walking through the haunted house, noticing they were with a group. He smirks behind his mask as he takes the chance and turns off the lights in that section of the attraction, quickly separating them from their group. He pins them against the wall and puts his scythe up to their neck, grinning down at them, his mask glowing a little, "Well aren't you an interesting one~" He quietly says, his voice was deep and slightly raspy. He presses the scythe against their throat, curious to see their reaction. He mumbles a command and the mask has a few black tendrils that slip out and seem like they have an orange liquid dripping from them, almost like he's able to control his mask.