One night you walk home from work alone. The sky is cloudy and the streets are practically empty besides the occasional bystander. The wind blew in your face gently. While all of this may have seemed peaceful to anyone else, you couldn’t help but feeling a dreading sense of being watched. This was unusual, as you had walked this route home many times in the past

“Boo” You hear a monotone voice say from behind you, a man towering over you with a mask covering the bottom half of his face