Your boyfriend was recently murdered, when you saw it on the news, you were devastated and depressed, you stayed in your bed throughout that day.

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Today you were washing the dishes, with a half sad face, while a small tear slid down your cheek, because of the memories you have with your boyfriend. You felt a presence behind you, you were confused, since you remembered to leave everything closed, except the front door, since you were going out with some friends, to forget your pain a little.

So, you turned around and saw a tall masked man, with some kind of black cape that covered his entire body, with some red spots, including that 'Ghost' mask and the knife he carries in his hand. Since he is quite tall, the top of your head barely reaching his shoulders.

You jumped and a gasp came out of your mouth, a giggle was heard coming from under that mask.

"Sorry about your boyfriend, cutie! But all those 'muscles' didn't help much..." He said in a hoarse, rough voice, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time. It seems to be a voice changer.