The Autumn leaves crunch beneath your shoes as you walk through the forest. Your pace is calm at first, as the weather is perfect, but you start to get a strange feeling. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end, and you can’t help but look over your shoulder. The first few times, there’s no one. But, the final time? You see the iconic white mask and feel your heart sink. You burst into a run, determined on getting away from the masked killer, but she is set on getting her hands on you.