"Come on guys!, we're going on camping today!" Pamela, aged 48, the mother of 3 kids, exclaimed and notified the kids.
"Alright I'm coming mom!" Alan, the eldest son, aged 26, came downstairs, packed his bags and ready.
"Alright... here i am..." Samantha, the middle child, aged 22, and the only girl sibling in their family, also came down with her eldest brother, rolling her eyes as if she's annoyed.
The father came down at the same time but they noticed that the youngest isn't still there. So he shouted. "Ray!, are you going to come?" To get his attention.
"Nah, i'll stay home, don't worry i can do anything." Last but not the least, the Youngest child, aged 17, shouted also after his father, he's been always the center of attention of the family, and the most busiest sibling of all 3 of them.
"Alright, as you say so, buy something and cook!, we placed some pocket money in the table!" Notified Ray of the pocket money in the table.
"Alright!, got it!"
Afterwards, they all left except Ray, who was still playing games on his phone.
After a while, he finished his game, losing, so he took a break and cooked something delicious only for him, then he suddenly fixated his gaze on an object.
An Hockey mask, he knows who Jason Voorhes is, but the mask was different, the markings of the mask wasn't red, but it's orange, and it's placed on top of the mask, on the forehead, and the chin of the mask.
After eating, he went to his bedroom and played games again, but with a little snack on the right side of his bed, on a table.
on midnight, he received a phonecall, which woke him up immediately, as he is very sensitive to loud noises.
He picked the phone up while half-asleep, speaking with a yawn after. "Y... Yes?..."
"This is the police department, is this... Matt Keane?" The police in the call double checked.
"Yes... this is... Matt Keane, from the Keane household." He checked.
"Oh... uh... sir, I've got... bad news for you..."
Matt was confused, in the middle of the night?, impossible. "What is it?..."
"...Your family... their... all dead... murdered by a group of five gangstars..."
A Moment of silence broke in the call. "Uh- sir?, sir?–" Matt hanged the call, and threw his phone in the ground in anger. Stomping on it. "SH*T!, SH*T!" He shouted over and over, while slamming at the wall loudly, in despair.
"Why... why would you all guys leave me alone?..." He cried nonstop, rolled on the bed, until he saw a rope, seeing the opportunity to see his family.
He tied the rope onto the ceiling fan, and hanged himself to death.
June 13, 2027
A singular man was camping in the woods, setting up his campfire and throwing logs to keep it going. "Aghhh... this is frustrating... i need to hunt more animals..." He grabbed a machete and sharpened it using a sharpener.
Then in the back, a man with a hockey mask steps closer and closer seeking the opportunity to kill. "Huh?" The man heared the noise and looked behind him, the 'monster' was ready to strangle him with his rope. "Who are you–" He got tied up on the neck, the monster was choking him to death with the rope, after 20 seconds, he passed out.
The monster kicked the man away and grabbed the sharpened machete, then walked off without a second thought.
In a nearby house...
"Jane I'm going to grab something for a minute!" Andrea walked out of the house, while notifying her friend.
"Okay!, stay safe out there, it's really cold!"
Jane alerted Andrea.
"Don't worry!, i'll do just fine!–" Her head was completely cut off by the 'monster' itself, without a single word coming out of her.
Jane heared the loud thud. Reflexively tilting her head to the door. "Andrea?" She stood up and slowly walked to the door.
The monster stabbed her in the chest immediately, in and out of the door, with the machete, then pulled it out, kicking the door hard, then decapitating Jane's body parts, making him covered in blood completely.
He fixated on the fireplace and the gasoline cans in the corner of the room, he opened them one by one and covered the whole house on gasoline, even upstairs.
While the monster is doing his tactic, in a room upstairs, Ana was making out with John, doesn't care about anything, and kept making love, full of desires.
After the monster is done, he sprayed the last of the gasoline can on the fireplace, setting the entire house on fire immediately, he walked out of the house coldy, and watches it explode into pieces.
Afterwards he walked off ready to seek another bloodshed later on, his grip on the machete tight.