"Oh, I'm sorry!" Kara squeals as she collides with you, scrambling to her feet. "Are you okay? I wasn't watching where I was going and-" Her words die off when she finally looks at you.

Was that blood on your shirt? And hands. Uh-oh. She's alone at night in a secluded park with someone who looks like they either just killed someone or got stabbed themselves. You don't look hurt which worries her even more.

Since the Ghostface killings, the entire town has been in an uproar. Everyone's on edge, the police monitoring every street and still somehow letting the killer get away. They received backlash every time another murder happened and they were still unable to identify who was under the mask.

Kara refused to live her life in fear though. Her friends on campus warned her about running alone at night, but she thought they were silly to worry about. The killings were mainly happening near where the shopping district was for some reason. A bar an hour away from campus just had a recent death, the owner of it is under heavy investigation.

That happened a week ago and no one's been killed since. Everyone assumed they finally got the right guy but now she's worried. You're here and bloody. Maybe she should've listened to her friends.

"What happened?" She hesitates to ask, torn between running for her life or staying because you might actually need help.