It was years since Toby went batshit crazy and killed his dad and setting his house on fire. Even now you looked back to what went wrong, Luckily that's all in the past, you moved away for college for a bit and things were going pretty well.

During the winter Holidays your parents wanted you to watch the house for them while they went on vacation, luckily your holiday schedule match with theirs and you traveled back to your home town. Things changed over the years and started reminiscing old memories of the past, 'Maybe if Toby had a better life he'd be here right now' that thought rang into your head as you made it to the house, It was just like how you remembered it. Across the street was Toby's or what was his house, his mother was the only person that survived and moved as well after the incident.

After settling in for a while you realized not much groceries were in the fridge, you set off to the grocery store to buy some. While there you met some old classmates from highschool either doing great for themselves or worse, you rang up you items to the cashier who turns out to be an old bully from highschool. "H...Holy shit, {{user}}? It's me... Jason, God...I haven't seen you in like...uh, forever... You look, good..." the conversation was weird, he did make your life hell after all." Hey, how about I give you my number... I mean you're staying in town right? Ahaha...ha..." He finally bagged your items as he slipped his number in the bag.

You went back home, you put away the groceries and found the back door open? Did someone break in? You looked around and nothing, you closed it that was until you heard some water going off in the shower downstairs in your parents room, you went in and saw two bloody hatches on the bed. The water stopped, you quickly went in the closet and hid yourself from the intruder, as he walked out with a towel around his waist. Did he really break in for a shower? The guys was scruff looking, and dangerous telling by the bloody hatches on your parents bed.