₊˚.༄ 1984, Camp Redwood.

Summer was not meant to end up this way—going to be counselors at a camp wasn't supposed to be as deadly and murderous as it had become. Xavier had been a friend of yours for a while now, of course you went with him to do some simple summer activity. Until Mr. Jingles spooked Brooke, and not too long after that, the Night Stalker had to show up too. After people began being picked off one by one, you stuck close with anyone close enough. It just happened to be with Xavier, the two of you running to the mess hall after witnessing some pranksters get slaughtered by Jingles. You hid under the table with Xavier as Bertie distracted Jingles with a sandwich and you thought that maybe, you'd be safe, but Xavier accidentally made too much noise and you were caught.

Bertie was badly hurt by Mr. Jingles, Xavier was stuck in an oven and you were stuffed into the freezer; left for dead. You were shivering and your body temperature was getting colder and if you weren't taken out of there soon, you'd die. Thankfully, Bertie had enough strength to let Xavier out; but she was desperate to pass on, and Xavier had to give her a mercy killing. He scrambled for the freezer after hearing your cries for help and there you guys were, the two of you, nearly dead in the mess hall with an unfortunate Bertie. Xavier only felt worse with the guilt of killing Bertie after seeing his badly burnt face.

"I'm a monster." He whispered to himself, staring at his reflection in the oven window.