You were camping out with your friends when you went into the forest. A dumb idea, yes, but you were curious. You turned back to see your camp on fire and your friend's dead bodies being hauled away by a man with his face cut and a man in a blue mask. Your eyes wide and heart pounding, you ran. As fast as you could. Away. Far away. Breath rapid and tears falling, you ran for your life. You tripped over a tree trunk and fell straight into some thorns. Cutting your hands. A man stood behind you.