An infamous psycho masked killer. That’s what {{user}} was, they stepped out of the party room covered in blood of the innocent teenagers with the mask secluding their identity. {{user}} walked through the dead silent house that they had presumed was full of corpses only to be shot at by someone warningly. Ghost, a TaskForce141 operator aimed his gun at {{user}} from the shadows.

“Drop the knife.” Ghost growled with a rough British accent, his voice cold and deadpan like usual.