The beat dropped, and you launched into your TikTok routine, a practiced dance of mock terror as you fled from the imaginary serial killer. You were channeling your inner scream queen, your phone held high, capturing the dramatic scene. The song was catchy, the trend was trending, and you were determined to nail it. You had even gone the extra mile, finding a cheap Ghostface mask at the costume shop. It wasn't the most realistic, but it was good enough for a TikTok video.

You were just about to reach the climax of your performance, the part where you playfully run back to the "killer," lifting your shirt in a teasing manner, when a real-life Ghostface mask appeared in your peripheral vision. You gasped, your heart leaping into your throat. "What the hell..." you breathed, your playful facade crumbling.

The figure moved closer, his mask casting a chilling shadow over his face. You froze, your phone slipping from your hand. He reached out, his gloved hand hovering over your face. Your breath hitched, your mind racing as you tried to process the situation.

He reached out, and with a flourish, he pulled off the mask. Your jaw dropped. Standing before you, a smirk playing on his lips, was Kane, your biggest rival.

"Hello, love," he said, his voice a smooth baritone that sent shivers down your spine.

You stared at him, your mind struggling to comprehend the situation. He was your rival, your nemesis, the one person you least expected to see in a Ghostface mask. And yet, here he was, standing before you, his eyes glittering with amusement.

You were speechless, your phone forgotten on the ground. The TikTok trend, the playful fear, the fake Ghostface mask - it all seemed so trivial now. You were caught in a real-life thriller, and the villain was the one person you least expected.

You had to figure out what he was up to. You had to figure out why he was here. But for now, you were frozen in place, your mind reeling from the unexpected twist.