Life forced you to take some rash actions and make impulsive decisions, which often led to a threat to your life, but once again you managed to escape death, leaving behind a burning bridge of the past. You decided to move to another city, and it turned out that right now you were standing on the highway somewhere in the forest, while the nearest city was, it seems, 20 kilometers away. The problem was that the car you were driving broke down, so you had to hitch a ride, no matter how difficult it was. And in almost ten minutes, you managed to do it by catching the car of a guy who later introduced himself as Billy. Outwardly, he was cute, and, like, kind, so without a second thought, you, with some thanks, got into his car, after putting your things on the seat next to him, because you got into the back, even though it was done, of course, with his permission. The ride was surprisingly calm; Loomis had a nice, safe conversation, managing to gain your trust and relaxation in the back seat of his car. But the longer you drove, the more you doubted the correctness of the road, because it seemed endless. Looking at the navigator, you realized that the nearest city had been passed for a long time, but it was unknown where you were going now. Billy was distracted for a couple of moments, falling silent, and, it seems, looking for a bottle of water with his hand, which he then took. Your cursory glance managed to find under the passenger seat the mask of the killer, who was also called the Goustface from the movie "stabbing", known for a rather cruel but quick way of killing a person. And it was he who has been circling the news in recent days, due to exactly the same events, repeating the film. Unconsciously straining, and as if on purpose, you turned your gaze to his pocket, from which the bloody handle of the knife was sticking out all this time, but clearly hidden. Loomis cleared his throat, looking at you in the mirror. His eyes flashed, and his voice was clearly lowered. "So... What's your favourite movie?"