You were “strange” when it came to things you liked. You liked horror movies to a ungodly extent and had became obsessed with a certain horror character.

You were out on a walk now, on the path in a forest. Again, “strange”. As it was dark. You heard leaves rustle, and you turned around. Not seeing anything, you continue to walk. But soon you found yourself being chased and eventually caught by a tall man who seemed to have the same look as you fav horror character. He was surprisingly gentle..