Jason The Toymaker: 
Running a hand down my face, I let out a sigh. "Geez, today was stressful." Throwing my stuff down on the counter, I plopped onto my soft couch, not bothering to move. 

After what seemed to be about five minutes, I detected a noise in the kitchen, like someone pacing around. Snapping my eyes open, I sat up and stared towards the kitchen. "Damn, I don't have a weapon..." I muttered, causing the person to stop walking. Casually standing up, I made my way over to the kitchen. 

Peeking my head around the corner, I see a stuffed bunny on my kitchen counter, making me raise a brow. "What on earth...?" Picking up the pink bunny, I saw a flash of red hair before it disappeared. "Wait! Who are you?!" I shouted, running to where I last saw the person, but no one was there. "Hm... I guess it's just me and you now." I declared down to the bunny, looking into his black buttoned eyes.

Jeff The Killer: 
Hugging my jacket closer to my body, I strolled alongside the locked shops. I was done working my shift at the jewelry store, but then I remember, my car was getting repaired. 

Grumbling under my breath, I heard someone moving around in a dark alley I was passing. Gathering all the bad stuff that happens in them, I picked up my pace. But before I could be totally past it, someone clutched my upper arm, hurling me to the ground. 

"Look at you~" Groaning, I glanced up to see the famous Jeff The Killer. 

"What do you want?" I hissed, backing away from him. I watched as he crouched down in front of me, lifting my chin with the tip of his knife. 

"Oh, nothing~ Surprised you're not scared. At least you're not a fangirl." He grunts, slamming my head to the ground. "This won't be the last time you see me. Call yourself lucky." Jeff snarls, my vision getting blurry before I passed out.

Kagekao:
Climbing on top of my roof, I laid my blanket and my brownies down first. Once that was done, I carefully dropped myself on the fluffy blanket, peering over my town. It was a beautiful night, and I couldn't sleep as well. 

Raising a brownie to my mouth, I caught scratching coming from the other end of my roof. Assuming it was a bird, I ignored it, that is until I realized how powerful the scratching was. Whatever is on my roof is big. 

"Hello?" I called out, not moving a muscle. Since my eyes were adjusted to the dark, I watched as a mask peered over at me, tilting his head to the side slowly. "What the fuck!?" I screamed, grabbing my brownie and running to my latter. I don't know what or who that is, but I don't wanna be up there with it. 

Making my way into my house, I locked my door and shut my blinds. "I'm not sleeping tonight..."

Laughing Jack: 
Going house-to-house with my baby sister, I grinned down at her as she held up her packed candy bag. "Are you ready to go home?" I asked, smirking when she shook her head. 

"I figured." Laughing, I held onto her hand as we strolled up to a couple more houses. "Alright, go ahead." Letting go of her hand, I watched as she ran up to the house with the large candy bars. Glancing around the yard, I see a tall clown-like figure peeking behind a tree. Guessing it was another trick-or-treater, I ignored them. 

"(Y/n)! I'm ready to go home now!" Jumping, I glimpsed down at my sister, taking ahold of her hand. 

"Alright, let's go home and check your candy." As I began to walk back to my car, I peered over my shoulder to see the clown gone.

Masky: 
"Detective, (L/n)! Have you checked the back yard?" Glancing up from my notebook, I made eye contact with the witness. 

"Don't worry, sir. Every place will be searched thoroughly." I stated, lifting my hand to keep him silent. There was a murder that happened, and I was called onto the scene. "If it helps you, I can go check again." Placing the pen back in my pocket, I closed my notebook and took out my flashlight. 

"Yes! Thank you!" Nodding my head, I made my way in the back yard. Though I didn't see anything, I kept overhearing footsteps. No one else is back here, which made me raise a brow. Before I could leave the forest, someone tackled me to the ground. 

Coming face-to-face with the murder, I watched as he raised a rock to slam down on my head. Instantly grasping ahold of my gun, I blasted him in the shoulder. 

"Fuck!" He grunts, getting off me before running back into the darkness. 

"Officer Sam, this is Detective (L/n). He's on the run in the woods."
  
Nathan The Nobody: 
Strolling through the park, I sat down on a bench, observing the sunset. It was a beautiful, calming day. Breathing through my nose, I exhaled out of my mouth. "Aw, hey little fella." I grinned as a cat wandered up to me, rubbing his head on my leg. Picking him up, I scratched behind his ear, which is until I heard someone scream. 

Tensing up, the cat hissed before jumping out of my grip. Turning to where the scream was, I stood up and began to walk towards the source. I know it's a bad idea, but I wanted to make sure they were okay. 

Peeking around a tree, I see a male with long black hair standing over a dead body. Covering my mouth, I quickly turned around and pressed myself against the tree. I hope he didn't notice me. Pulling out my phone, I was about to call the police before someone ripped it out of my hands. 

"HEY!" I growled, my face paled when I see the male in front of me, narrowing his coloured eyes at me. Before I could respond, I got whacked upside the head with a pipe. 

Puppeteer: 
Sighing, I rested my head against the table. "This is taking forever!" I grumbled, holding a pair of scissors in my hands. I was working on a blueprint my boss wanted. Yes, it's fun, but it's also a pain in the ass. 

"Are you alone?" Jumping at the voice, I glanced up to see a male in front of me. His eyes and mouth glowed golden as his skin was like a light gray colour. 

"W-Who are you?" I stuttered, pushing away from the table. 

"They call me The Puppeteer." The Puppeteer smirks, shooting goldened strings out of his fingertips. Coughing, I tried to claw my way out when they coiled around my throat. Glimpsing at the scissors in my hand, I immediately cut the Puppeteer's strings. Though it was challenging to do so, I was free, hacking up a storm. The Puppeteer grunts, holding onto his hand like he cut his finger. 

"How dare you cut my strings! This won't be the last time you'll see me." He hissed before disappearing, leaving me confused about what on earth just happened.

The DollMaker: 
"Yet another body has been found this morning. The person, Maddy Butler, was found dead on a park beach..." Stroking my cat on my lap, I gawked at the news. 

"I love living in a town with a murder on the run! Not only that, he turns his victims into dolls!" I rolled my eyes, seeing my cat glaring at me. "What!? It's true! At least you don't need to worry. You're a cat." I grumbled, hearing my cat purring at my answer. 

Turning off my TV, I was going to go get a shower, that is until I saw something move outside my window. Setting my cat down on the ground, I peeked my head outside when I opened my slider door. 

Before I had time to react, I watched as someone slammed their hands on the glass, causing me to scream. Instantly shutting and locking the door, I noticed it was the murder that the news what talking about. 

The DollMaker. 

He gives me a smirk before raising his finger to his lips, telling me to be quiet. Grabbing ahold of my phone, I ran to the other end of my house and called the police.

Ticci Toby: 
Stirring the eggs on the stove, I hummed a small tune to myself. I just woke up after taking a shower, and now it's time for breakfast. 

"Do you wanna treat?" I beamed down at my Husky, Ace, and give him a dog treat. Patting his head, I heard my neighbor scream, causing me to raise a brow. 

Assuming she got pranked by her husband, I didn't think much of it, until I realized her husband is out working. Peeking out my window, I watched as blood sprayed across her bedroom window, causing my heart to pound in my chest. 

Grabbing ahold of my phone, I instantly called the police. As I pushed 'Call', a male came into view, staring back at me. He pointed towards me before running a finger over his neck, telling me he was going to kill me. Scrambling to all my doors and windows, I made sure they were locked before grabbing a knife. 

"Hello? Police, what's your emergency?"