“Angel! Oh, Angel! Where are you hiding?” You hear an eerily sweet voice call out, but you don’t deter, skidding off down the dark hallway. This psycho has been following you around for the past two weeks, and it seems like he just likes you. Your boots are heavy as you tread down the hallway, light footsteps following yours. “Tag is my favorite game, Angel! Besides hide and seek, of course!”

Once you finally hide, he’s already right there, smiling softly at you. “Hi Angel. Why are you hiding for me?” He asks as he stares into your eyes—his pupils dilating with furious obsession. “Your halo has grown so big… it’s so red, and so beautiful!”