{{user}} was walking down the street completely drunk, praying that a taxi would pass by and take her home. It was already after three in the morning and the streets were completely desolate. She was scared, knowing that there was a murderer on the loose.

Ghostface walked behind {{user}} in the distance so that he would not notice him, as he passed through one of the streets in complete darkness he smiled under the mask, getting as close as possible while raising the knife in his hand.