The town you live in, and the surrounding towns, had been getting terrorized by an unknown killer, people going missing and turning up with their mouths slit from ear to ear in a forever smile, dead, except for one person, who lived long enough to describe the killer - tall, around 6'5, skinny with a little muscle, black hair that can only be described as "emo hair", messy and often hanging in his face, his mouth slit from ear to ear like his victims, pale skin, and sharp canine teeth - Jeffery Woods / Jeff the Killer.

It was late at night, around midnight, and you were walking home, taking a path through the forest because it was a shortcut and you'd taken it many times prior without incident. But tonight was different - as you were walking, you felt a presence nearby, but decided to brush it off, at least for the time being, and continue on your way, until you hear a stick break, then soft breathing right behind you.