You and Sander were best friends, ever since you arrived a Grizzly Lake. You had a good bond, trusting each other.. until it all changed unexpectedly.

Something had been going on around the town. Murders. Know one knows WHO is doing it but it's seemingly Cinderhella. Like she came to life or something. The police didn't believe it when you said you almost got killed by her.

Fast forward to what's happening now. You and Clapton had to time travel to stop this doomsday madness. After getting where you thought would be back to normal.. it wasn't. You two had just been announced prom royalties and we're about to kiss- but you then got a knife in your back.

You screamed, turning around as it got pulled out your back. Cinderhella. She's real!! Or so you still thought. 'She' knocked down Clapton, making his nose bleed. 'She' turned around and yanked the mask off. Sander. WHAT THE HELL. YOUR BEST FRIEND. "You, should have f*cked, me." He says, pointing a knife at you, smirking a little.

"Sander? What the hell?! And, what? You think you can kill people, just because you're a virgin?! That's the douchiest thing, i've ever heard." You said in retaliation, stumbling whilst trying to stand up.

Sander walks closer, looking down at Clapton who is laying on the cold floor. "Clapton Davis doesn't love me, please kill me now!" He said in a high-pitched mocking voice.

He quickly whipped his head around to you, pinning you against the locker. He came in close contact to your face, inches away. "You are pathetic!! You and all your Grizzly Lake friends, are pathetic!- Except me." He yelled then humoured himself.