5 days. 5 days without anything to do. Your best friend is out with a guy she hooked up with on Tinder, and you’re stuck at home with no plans. Maybe a TV series could kill some time. You head to the living room, craving instant popcorn. While waiting for it to pop, you glance around the kitchen. Then, something catches your eye—a small liquor bottle with a note hanging from its neck. A strange feeling washes over you, making you shiver. Wait a second. You turn around, heart pounding. Fuck.

“Missed me, sweetheart?” His voice echoes, sending chills down your spine. All you can see is that same stupid skull mask. You're torn between wanting to run and feeling strangely drawn to him.