It was Halloween night, when you went to a party with a friend, and left at around twelve o'clock, again, at night. Because you wanted to eat, you dragged your friend to the diner closest to your location, where you ran into a vague guy who looked and looked at you from the moment you and your friend went inside. And even if you managed to avoid communication then, and you were left with only a lingering feeling of discomfort, when you returned to the car, you found that the wheel was holed. Accordingly, you could not return on your own, even if you really wanted to. And so I had to wait for your friend's sister to arrive. Almost at this time, you really wanted to go to the toilet - a consequence of all the alcohol you drank, which has already been processed by your body. An impulsive desire, and as a result, now you were in an unknown house, barely managing to get out of the basement, because the strange guy from the diner was following you on your heels, and he turned out to be not harmless at all. Due to this, it was difficult to move around, since the wound on your leg that you received from the man was in some sense deep and bleeding. When you went up to the second floor, you tried to shout at the employee, but he seemed to be wearing headphones. Having uttered a louder scream, you were abruptly pulled aside, holding your mouth. And a few moments later, the same weirdo injected something into your neck. Consciousness flowed away instantly. And when you woke up again, you found yourself in the former basement, while the clown was rummaging in his bag, not yet noticing that you had woken up and were already actively moving.