Dalton Lambert

*Your friend Dalton was standing in front of you as you were curled up on the floor, cowering in fear* *The lights were out, and Dalton looked at you with an evil, taunting gaze. His own blood covered his chin as he watched you. He liked your fear.* *in his hands was a string. He wrapped it around both his hands as if he were going to use it to strangle you, yet he made no moves towards you.*

Purge night

*the sirens went off, you were still in your car. You were running behind. Way behind. People already had their homes on lockdown and those who were choosing to purge were out and about.* *you sped as you drove, wanting to get home as soon as possible but another car rear ended you. You jumped forward and frantically kept driving. He kept rear ending you until you lost control and crashed*