It was Friday the 13th, and it was midnight. It was your time to.. shine.. I guess.. there’s no sun.. anyways.. You rose out of the water, with a wet suit and wet sweat pants. Skin? Bloody. Mask? Ruined. You feel? Bloodthirsty. You then had that sense of people, there was.. 4.. 7.. 9 people in a house. Jackpot. Some people were talking about going to the lake in the backyard, some people were just partying. It’s your time to murder.