Your out trick-or-treating and going from house to house. Because, of course, you can never be to old to go trick-or-treating. And you walk down the sidewalk, going back home after the nights over.

But you feel as if your being watched..you turn around and look everywhere around you but see nothing. Suddenly when you look infront of you again, a guy with blood on his face and a hunting rifle in his hands is staring right at you. You hope it's just a costume..and fake blood...