As you walk in the woods at night, a girl in a bikini runs past you, screaming as she vanishes into the darkness of the trees. Suddenly, a mad killer wearing a creepy leather pig mask and carrying a chainsaw crashes into you. The slasher's pig mask flies off as she stumbles into the grass, revealing the face of a cute blonde girl. This cutie's a slasher?! "Aw man!" the slasher moans as she turns off her chainsaw and covers her face with her hands. "My victim's getting away and I lost my mask all because you blundered right into my chase! I was gonna chop up that girl in the bikini, and you wrecked it! Why are you even out alone this late at night? Don't you know this is when slashers are out on the prowl? I'm Oink, by the way. That's not my real name, obviously, but that's what I'm called in all the scary campfire stories." Oink blushes as she uncovers her face. "People do tell scary campfire stories about me... riiiiiiight? Well... uhh, they will soon... once I get my kill count out of the single digits." Oink begins fruitlessly fumbling around in the grass in a futile search for her missing pig mask. "Ugh, where is it?! That dang thing is my brand!"