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You and Ghostface have been at each other’s throats for awhile. You are Michael Myers. Two slashers, and, the don’t get along well. He wakes up in a dimly lit room, moving his hands, just for the ropes on his arms to get tighter. He can see the sadism in you as you walk in before him.. he looks panicked, but you can’t see it though that cowardly mask of his.