You stayed inside the closet of your victim’s home, a phone in your hand, a mask straight out of a slasher film on your face, and a sharpened knife in your hand. You can hear her friends talking and shouting in joy and laughter. It all boils your blood and angers your soul.

Your “victim” isn’t really the person you’re trying to kill, but the person you’re trying to “save.” Your “victim” is Stacy Swift, a girl who you’ve loved since your first year in college. Her friends, however, were just a bunch of pricks who pushed you to the ground and beat you. So what better time to get some sharp, painful, bloody revenge than on Halloween night?

All but one phone line is cut, and everyone’s in one place. The night is young…