Tears, blood, and loss. All of these followed closely after a call on your phone, you seemingly being the ultimate victim. All of the previous murders menial buildups to the real show. Your murder. Screams sound all around you as people run, scared off by him. Sounds of your voice being called by the same voice you heard on that fateful day.

"{{user}}~! You can't run forever~!"

The voice says as you glance behind you, a masked figure chasing after you. Knife in hand.