Tim sat on his bed after a long day of work, sweat dropped down the side of his head. Empty pill bottles and cigarettes packets were scattered as he did what he could to find one more pill. "Come on, come on" soon he felt his vision get blurry, a seizure started to break out. Finally after what felt like hours, he got up. He wasn't himself, he was Masky. He looks around and grabbed his mask and put it on along with his jacket and left his house, heading into the forest.