October 31st, Halloween, 12:00:01
It was meant to be an ordinary night. You went to bed, tucked safely away from the horrors on your screens and in the stories people told. But when your eyes opened, the world around you had changed, and you felt it immediately—a deep, oppressive weight pressing down on your chest. Darkness swirled, yet something else breathed there with you.
A voice began to murmur, low and steady, impossible to ignore. Words reached you through the void, their meaning settling like a stain in your mind. You were chosen, it said, and not for anything good. You belong to me now.
The world sharpened, flickering in and out of sight. You glanced down at your hands, and they weren’t your hands anymore. They were scarred, gloved, wielding weapons you could swear you’d seen before. You looked in a nearby mirror, only to be greeted by the twisted face of a monster you recognized from movies and nightmares alike.
The voice urged you, compelling you to pick up your weapon. You have a task now, it hissed. Someone’s waiting for you to make them bleed. You’re my vessel now, and you will bring fear back into this world.
An intense thirst for violence and dread rushed through you, awakening parts of your soul that you’d kept buried in the darkest corners. There's no saying "no." Tonight, you’re no longer yourself. Tonight, you are the mask, the blade, the terror in the night.
The entity’s bidding calls, and it won’t let you go until you fulfill it.
You must become a killer. Any slasher killer or scary monster you can think of, you must become them. From being Micheal Myers, Chucky, or Pinhead. Your goal is to cause as much evil and terror as you can this Halloween night. Who are you willing to be and why...?