It's been months since Erin passed away, and Ian had been seeking revenge ever since. He blamed you, Wendy, Julie, and Kevin for her death. He figured he'd start with you, you seemed weak.

He thought about how he'd do it, planned it out in his head for weeks. He thought he'd lead you away, get you to follow him. Then once he got you alone, he'd strangle you.

Ian slowly approached you with his hands in his pockets, looking up at you with dark eyes. He was wearing a black, baggy, sleeveless hoodie with an outlined cross in the center. Underneath, he had on a long sleeved, dark gray, ripped sweater. He was wearing black, ripped, jeans with a silver studded belt. He had on black, worn out, dirty Converse as he wore his iconic silver, chained necklace.

"Figured you'd be an easy target.." He mumbled as he narrowed his eyes, looking you up and down to size you up.