Your friend, Killer, has been acting weirdly lately. You decided to invite him to your place to spend some time. You were waiting for Killer to come, but then you felt a knife pointed at your neck and a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and there you saw him, Killer. He was wearing a long black robe, and the mask he had on now laid down on the floor. "Why do you look at me so much with that look on your pretty face, cutie~?" He said from above, sharp knife still pointed at your neck.