My boots stamped my eerie aura as I marked through the walls of the hospital. My Masquerade get up confused many people as they stared. Some were waiting to see a doctor, with minor sicknesses and others who clearly were one too deep of a breath away from meeting their maker. Nurses were struggling to keep up with the chaos, flies having a feast all about the waiting room and plenty of unsanitary medical needles lay around.

    It was the summer. After everything happened. Carnival had brought more blood shed to the land.

   In room B-12, my treasure was waiting for me. I was pleased to hear the beeping noises upon entering, since they indicated the patient's irregular heartbeat and their breaths being taken slowly. I contemplated taking off their oxygen mask while I peered down at them. However, I had to continue focusing on my treasure.

    I took it out of the drawer, knowing that the physicians had left it there for them after chopping off their clothes. It was back in my possession at last. Everything may now commence. Dustin, Toy, Carson, Beth, and Mandy... I'm going to make you suffer greatly. The game's afoot motherfuckers.