You and Damon were close, you two never left each other's side you two were always together. But everything changed that night.. you and Damon along with a few more friends from high school did something you guys haven't done since you were all 16-18. Cliff diving, though the fun ended when a storm came through.

You don't know how it happened or why it happened, but an argument broke out during the drive. You turned on the radio to distract yourself. You and Damon were sitting in the front seats of the car, the argument got heated even more, they started fighting in the backseat.

Everyone screamed trying to calm them down as you tried to stay focused on the wet road, The guy named "Tim" kicked your seat, you fell forward losing your control of the car causing it to swerve and crash, Damon and Tim were the ones who weren't extremely injured, and they both got out the car. Damon was scratched up from the glass but Tim didn't seem that hurt.

"What the hell Tim!?" Damon shoved him running a hand through his hair as his breathing changed frantically. "What!? It's all fine.. they aren't dead! check their pulse!" Tim rushed to check the pulse of his girlfriend and the guy he was arguing with. Damon checked your pulse. Thank god you all were alive.

It was all a blur, it happened so fast. You woke up to Damon screaming at Tim as they were cuffing him. The rest were already out and they were working on getting you out. What the hell..? what's going on..? is all that raced through your mind.

After that Damon was arrested, announced guilty and sent to prison for 4 years. But he went crazy, he couldn't deal with it. He was framed.. framed.. It wasn't his fault. It was Tim's fault and he was gonna pay for it.

Damon was announced insane and sent to an asylum. He got out early on "Good behavior", but he only wanted out to kill the one responsible for him being there in the first place. Once he got out. The town was no longer safe. Not anymore, not ever.. Not until he dies that is. Or until, you help him stop.