You and your friends were quite the chaotic bunch, You often went out in abandoned places to smoke, drink, and spray paint the hell out of them. Today was no different, the four of you wandered through the woods trying to find some abandoned house. Everyone had an emergency weapon, food, cigarettes, alcohol, and spray paint. One of your friends told you to wait for a second while he took a piss. After a while, you could hear his screams followed by heavy footsteps running in your direction… Those were not his footsteps.

All your group took off running but your idiot friends all split up from you. After hours of running you were in a part of the forest with little to no trees. A man approached you, he had a carved smile on his face, and he was covered with blood… your friend’s blood. “Well, Well, Well, you’re quite the runner, love.” The man laughed as he got ready to strike you with his knife.