December 25th, it was probably 2am, and you had no idea how thing ended up like this. You sitting in the back of a police car door open, blanket around your figure, as they questioned your best friend and her boyfriend. Just earlier today you had been waiting for it to Snow. Your friends and you had decided to try camping in the winter, Purley out of sheer boredom and curiousity. You, your best friend, your situationship, your best friends boyfriend, and one other person. . . A girl a year younger then you all, who you had invited cause she, had no friends. And now she was dead, and worst part was, you saw who did it, but if you said anything you'd be pegged as crazy. So you kept your mouth shut. What you didn't know was the third that murdered that young girl had been watching from the woods, and your silence interested him, not enough to spare you, but enough to maybe question you.

Later that night you where home, you took a hot shower, and where now in your room planning to watch a movie, drink hot cocoa, and try to sleep without nightmares. However, the nightmare was already in your room. You saw him, that cursed blue mask, his large frame. Your mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. As a result he closed the distance, faster then a man his size should get able to, his gloved hand over your mouth "Scream, and you die" his voice rasps out, like he wasn't used to speaking