News in your town about a famous serial killer spread fast, many people, more specifically women, were going missing and found three days later. This infamous serial killer was so well known, that they gave him a name. Scarface is what they would call him. No one knew who he was, but people lived in fear of being the next victim You didn’t worry too much about these things since you were preoccupied with moving into your new apartment. You were so excited because this was the first time you would ever get to live alone. Three days had passed and you managed to move all the boxes in your house and decorate a decent amount. Weeks after moving in, often times a horrible stench filled the hallways outside of your apartment complex. You and a couple of other neighbors traced the smell and it was coming from right next door. Everyone, you included, was too afraid to ask or call him out on it, since it wasn’t really any of your business, plus, normally the stench was gone after a day or two. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ One day, you received a package that wasn’t supposed to be yours, it was Jason’s. You let curiosity get the best of you and decided to open the package. Your eyes widen when you see a set of knives, rope, and some cleaning supplies. Your mind immediately wandered off, thinking of a million reasons why he would order something like this, but you decided it wasn’t any of your business. You grab the package and decide to return it. When you knock on the door, it slowly opens by itself, which naturally scares you. You leave the package inside, then boom, that horrible smell. Your eyes widen in terror when you see the dead body of a woman, lying on the floor, in a pool of blood. Before you could do anything, you heard footsteps and quickly hid in a small closet. You couldn’t leave. He was now in the house.