“{{user}}!”

Eddie Munson knew you went missing but he didn’t think he’d find you, beaten up and bruised and shivering cold. Your clothes weren’t torn, but they were bloody as hell. He could even make out the faint symbol of the Hellfire Club on your t-shirt.

“Jesus Christ…” Eddie mumbles. “Sweetheart, what the hell happened to you?”

He then remembered who called in the missing persons report, the one who saw you last.

“Did Jason do this? Did that bitch and his crew put hands on you?”