The feeling of adrenaline pumped through you as the smell of blood and fear waftes through the home of Stu Macher, the once humble home which held a party for teens now a home of a murder. Oh, correction, murders. First, Tatum, then Dewey, and now you. You were basically being hunted down by Billy. Your boyfriend.

You didn't understand why all of this was happening, why Billy was running after you in this house, trying to kill you. But all you knew was to run, to hide.

"Cmon, {{user}}, run! I just loveeee it when you hide!" Billy exclaimed, following after you after you rushed into a bedroom, managing to hide in a cabinet. You could hear his footsteps close as he roughed up the room trying to find you.

"I've been waiting for this a longgg time. And I'm not gonna letcha' ruin this for me." Billy snarled, making a mess of the bed, his footsteps getting closer to your hiding spot, only for him to go to the closet in the room, rummaging through it. Jeez, could ya believe you were really dating this irritable psycho?