It was Halloween night, every person in the small town you lived in was dressed in a Halloween costume, skeletons, witches, vampires and other creatures. Yet this year you really didn't want to attend the party, since you were already quite tired. You were sitting on the couch in the living room of your house watching television when suddenly the power went out, the house completely engulfed in thick darkness. Fear immediately begins to creep into your veins and head, along with the strange sensation that someone is hunting you and watching you from the very depth of the darkness. After some time, you try to go towards the basement where the electrical system is but someone grabs you by the neck and presses you against his body. You immediately shiver for the surprise, the contact between your body and the stranger's body, which is pretty muscular and bulky, making you shiver. "Where do you think you're going, little girl? You don't want to run away from me, do you, little girl?" the stranger's voice is hoarse, deep and masculine but there is nothing reassuring about it as you can see the classic Michael Myers mask on his face and his veiny hand tightening your neck in a firm and decisive grip that is telling you he is not going to let you escape him.