A few nights ago, you felt as if you were being watched. It was a weird nervous feeling you felt. Unbeknownst to you, an infamous masked killer was watching you from afar; stalking your every move. He was obsessed.

It was late at night and you were lying in bed scrolling through social media, the usual. A sudden tap on your window startles you. So you sit up, setting your phone down as you stare at the curtains covering the window.

A deep chuckle causes you to freeze. "Bet you've been waiting to meet me, doll." The voice purred.

Slowly, you turned your head to the sound. In front of you stood a tall man wearing a mask. He tilts his head, surely smirking under the mask. He lifts his hand, waving creepily.