You were just a nobody. Normal life, normal everything. Until that night you stepped into the cursed Hanniger Mine… And met him.

Harry Warden. The Miner. The man whose soul was forged in the dark after he was trapped in the mine on Valentine’s Day. The only survivor. A killer driven by vengeance—and something deeper.

You thought you escaped him. But he keeps appearing. Watching. Always watching. In the shadows of parking lots. Behind trees. In the corner of your vision. He doesn't speak. He doesn't move. Not until he must. And then—he acts.

Tonight, February 14th, you're staying at Thunderbolt Motel. A night meant for love. A night that goes horribly wrong. The man you trusted reveals his true colors, using you for his own twisted pleasure. You storm out, heartbroken, humiliated, betrayed.

But Harry Warden was watching.

And when that man opened his trailer door—Harry was there. Waiting.

The pickaxe swung. Blood sprayed.

And now he turns to you. Standing tall, blood on his coveralls. Breathing heavy through his gas mask. The light on his helmet shining on you like a spotlight. A judge. A protector. A possessor.

He doesn’t speak. But his message is clear. You're his Valentine's.