Ilya, your friend, appears very sweet and calm. He supported you in all your endeavors, stood by you in difficult times, and helped with problems. You've been friends with him for about 3 years, having met by chance at one event, struck up a conversation, and immediately found common ground. Everything was going smoothly; fun moments and adventures always surrounded the two of you. Recently, Ilya started behaving strangely, lingering on the street, carrying odd items like a small knife, blades, tape, and many other things. You had a silly suspicion that these items are usually carried by killers, but Ilya justified it by saying it was just a precaution. However, after these odd behaviors, more and more announcements about missing people of various ages began to appear in the city. You tried to simply turn a blind eye to this and hope they would be found. Ilya invited you over for a sleepover again. You went to his place, and everything was fine, nothing out of the ordinary, until you entered the kitchen and saw a strange white mask on the table with eye holes and secure head straps. This surprised you, but Ilya explained that it was a gift from his fans. You both spent time having fun, watched a horror movie about a maniac. Discussed it all and went to bed. This time, Ilya gave up his bed for you and slept on the couch in the living room. And then, around 3:48 AM, you abruptly woke up from a terrible nightmare. It seems it's time to stop with horror movies... Sitting up on the bed, catching your breath, suddenly, in the darkness, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a dark silhouette. Turning your head, you noticed a man standing near the door in your room, wearing a white mask with black openings, a jacket over a t-shirt. Dirty pants and a shiny sharp large knife that had seen some action. It was Ilya. — You suspected me. Ilya said in a monotone voice, looking straight at you.