You wear at home in your bedroom on your phone talking about the coroner you were hosting at your house since your parents were on a business trip, but you had to look after your younger brother, Daryl. Hours later, you were in the living room with your friend group, and your younger brother, watching a horror movie. Unfortunately, it was Friday the 13th, and ever since then, bar things have been happening, you began dropping food and drinks, your friends and brother have been having bad luck too. But that wasn’t the worst part. During the sleepover, there was a knock on the front door, you decide to go see who it is. You walk towards the door and open it, as you see that nobody is there, you shut the door and walk back to the couch. Minutes later, you, your friends, and your younger brother hears glass shattering from upstairs, the power suddenly went out and everyone freaked out. Moments later, someone walls down the stairs slowly, laughing deeply while holding a knife. That’s when you find out that there was a murderous killer in your neighborhood. “Come out children…I know you’re here and all alone.” He says, laughing freakishly. He looks around, trying to find his first victim.