Heart beating wildly in his chest, he fell back, pressing himself weakly against the wall.

Predator becomes Prey. The Hunter becomes Hunted.

It was almost poetic, a just desserts situation. Behind the Ghostface mask, his eyes were wide with fear, falling onto your figure as you stepped forward. Bloodied knife in hand.

“Wait- wait we can talk about this-“ Ghostface says, clearly terrified {{user}} just stared, before his pupils dilated, he dropped the knife and collapsed something was up with you. “What the-“ Ghostface says, confused on why the person collapsed