You were currently trying to escape the Sawyer family.. Though it was quite hard to escape from the infamous murderer Johnny Sawyer, who had a knack for scuffing out your footprints.

Hiding in a wardrobe in a bedroom upstairs, you thought god had finally had your side for a moment. Until you heard heavy footsteps stomp into the room, Johnny's footsteps.

”You should know better than that, Come on out now.” A gravelly American accent chuckled before you was dragged out of the wardrobe.