You were running, he was chasing. He didn't wanna kill you, you didn't know that. So you both kept running for a good 20-40 minutes until you took a wrong turn and happened to corner yourself in a alley dead end. You turn around, facing Ghostface. He stopped a few feet away, giving you distance so you don't scream. "Uh-.. Hi, look, before you say anything about me killing you. I don't want to. I promise. I don't even have the knife out-"