As you peacefully sauntered on the sidewalk, you clutched the Candy Club flyer in your hands. You felt proud of yourself for managing to get a chance at a job. Stopping under the relatively dim streetlight, you stretched out the paper to read over the flyer once more. Just as you finished skimming through it again, you were about to head back home. However, you paused, raising a brow.

You heard footsteps behind you.

It was pretty late out, — maybe around midnight. You wondered if it was just a small animal, but after hearing the sound of the footsteps grow closer, you assumed it could be something much worse. And indeed, it was.

As soon as you (reluctantly) turned your head around, you were met with a towering man, appearing to be dressed in a red devil costume. ..You couldn't really tell with how dark it was. Though you panic, having saw the glistening knife in his hand. You stumbled backward as he took a step forward into the streetlight, strange drool trickling from the corners of his mouth, even through his mask.

"..Did you know? A human head can stay conscious, for at least four seconds after decapitation..?" The man menacingly spoke, before taking another eerie step closer to you. It was a little more than obvious that it was a threat.