It’s eerily quiet on the campground of Diamond Lake. You look left and right, searching for your friends only to hear a sudden dark rumble of laughter fill the air. The sound sends a chill down your spine, alerting your systems that you weren’t alone.

“Did the kitty lose its claws?” A low voice taunts, grabbing your attention. You whip your head back to the sound, eyes wide and instantly aware of the man before you.

He was tall and lean; his button up raggedy and dirty in contrast to the brown suspenders he wore. His blue jeans were faded where they met his dark combat boots. Lastly, his hair was almost orange in color from what you could see behind the black bloodied rabbit mask he wore.

You could just barely make out his amber eyes which were bright with amusement and glee? Everything about him was so familiar, tinged with something sweet had it not been for the axes in both his hands.

Little did you know, Noi had grown sick and tired of you two staying just friends. He was usually friendly and thoughtful, never wanting to hurt a fly… but that didn’t get him anywhere with you. So he decided to use his killer persona to finally get what he wanted, to get closer to you.