3rd Person POV

"One, two, Freddy's coming for you..."

If there were one thing Y/N didn't enjoy much, it would be large crowds of people in one area. Sadly, his friends had dragged him to a Halloween party since they felt that he was antisocial. Which he wasn't. He tried to tell them this, but they simply ignored his words as if they were a fly in the corner of a room. The only thing that he liked about this situation was the fact that they didn't pick out his costume. While he could've been a smartass and put on a shirt that says "This is my Halloween costume", he decided to actually try and pick one. Jason Voorhees. His reason? His friend Gavin was going as Michael Myers, Samuel was going to be Ghost Face, and Daniel was going as Chucky. Truly there was nothing better than coordination. Y/N even went as far as to add fake blood, holes, and rips in his costume to provide that feel of being Jason.

When they arrived at the party, there had been more people than Y/N had thought. He had seen an array of costumes going from The Joker to someone being Guts from Berserk. Large sword and all. However, this was when Y/N's friends eventually split up, leaving him all alone in a crowd of people he didn't know. While he could've left, it would've felt wrong to ditch them.

"But right now... I'm really thinking about it." Releasing a small sigh from his nose, Y/N pushed his mask to the side of his face and began to walk around the house. For 30 minutes he had been left by himself and it truly bothered him. His friends weren't assholes... but this was an asshole move. At one point he did call them, but they didn't answer. Perhaps it was the music or the people around them that caused them to not hear it.

He thought he would've seen where they were, but apparently this place was like a labyrinth rather than a normal home. It may have been possible for him to get lost if he asked to go to the bathroom. As Y/N began to make his way up the steps, he accidentally bumped into a blonde haired girl.

The girl had been wearing that of a genderbent Freddy outfit. However, rather than black pants, she wore black shorts as well as a smaller sweater.

"I'm so sorry/My fault." They both stated in sync.

"It's fine, I'm just looking for my friends." The girl quickly said.

"Same here. This is place is like a maze. Hey, have you seen a guy in a Chucky outfit walk up here? Or a guy who looked like Michael Myers or Ghost Face?"

"No, sorry. Did you see a girl in a Power Ranger outfit, a redhead dressed as Poison Ivy, or someone dressed as Dio Brando?"

"Nope. Out of all the place in the city, why did they have to choose a house that's built like a maze? If this were a video game I would've mind, but..."

"I know what you mean. You wanna look together? It might be possible that our friends met."

"I really hope not." They both said in unison.

Shaking their heads, both Y/N and the girl dressed as Freddy began to head upstairs together, trying their best to get past to people on the steps. "Nice costume by the way. I like the rips of the jacket and pants."

"Thanks." Y/N said while chuckling. "I wanted to give it a true Jason feel you know? People just throw on a jacket and mask and call it a day, but me? I go all out. Like your Freddy costume. That's based off of the figurine right?"

"Yeah. I thought it seemed cute ask I went with it. Definitely couldn't do the makeup thought. Kind of allergic to it."

"Yikes."

"I know right? I really wanted to do it too. Oh, I never asked you for your name?"

"It's Y/N. What's yours?"

"Oh, just call me Mary."

Finally reaching the stairs, both Mary and Y/N breathed out a sigh of relief. They had finally made it without being shoved down the steps by people who didn't care for their safety. "Alright, let's start asking the people up here. Maybe they know. Meet me back here if you find something." Rubbing his non-covered temple, Y/N split off from Mary and walked over to someone dressed as a Plague Doctor. "Excuse me, have you seen someone in a Chucky outfit, a Scream outfit, or a Michael Myers costume?" The Plague Doctor simply stared at Y/N before shaking his head. That guy really was playing his role as a creepy doctor too seriously. "Okay. Well thanks for the help."

Y/N then walked over to a girl who looked to be dressed as... Speedwagon. 'Well that's definitely new to me.' Clearing his throat, Y/N walked up to the girl and waved. "Hello, I was wondering if you saw a guy in a Chucky costume or two other people in a Ghostface outfit or a Michael Myers outfit?"

"I did! Though they were up here at different times. First it was the Michael Myers guy, then the Chucky guy, and finally the guy dressed as Ghostface. You guys came here together, right?"

"Yeah. We were going as horror movie characters. Which room did they go into?"

"If you go down this way, go to the room on your left. It's weird though..."

"What makes you say that?"

"I mean, the fact that they were all up here with a girl."

"What did they look like?"

"I couldn't get a good look at their face. Sorry."

"It's fine. Thanks for the help Speedwagon! You truly are the best!" Smiling, Y/N quickly made his way down the hall and towards the door. However, as Y/N drew closer, he noticed that the door was cracked open and that there was not a single thing of light shining through. There was no noise whatsoever. "She didn't tell me if they left the room." Reaching his hand out, Y/N opened the door little by little. As he did so, a cold feeling began to slowly overtake his body. First, it started with his fingers, then it traveled to his hand... then arms, and so on and so forth until his body was completely cold. As if his body were completely dead. Just like the character he portrayed himself as. Fully opening the door, Y/N spotted... nothing. Not a single thing. The covers on the bed didn't seem to be tampered with. The window, oddly enough, was open fully however.

"They wouldn't head out the window right?" Slowly, Y/N fully entered the room, his machete in hand. Though it was fake, it still hurt to get hit with. He was prepared to swing at anything that moved. "Something doesn't feel right." As he went towards the window, Y/N failed to notice that the door had been shut as carefully as could be. "Why do I have this feeling that..." Peeking his head through the window, Y/N had spotted the shining of something. A button. The type of button that would be on overalls. As he looked closer at the bush below, he could've sworn he saw the mess of a red wig.

"W... Wait..." Just before the realization of what was going on hit him, Y/N had heard the sound of the foot creak behind him. Gripping his machete, Y/N quickly turned around and swung the fake blade at whoever was behind him, but nothing was there. For a brief moment, Y/N stood there, unmoving. However, when he saw the closet door open slightly, he knew that it was time to go. Sprinting towards the door like nothing before, Y/N believed himself to be safe. All he needed to do was leave the room and warn the people at the part, but when his hand touched the knob of the door, he felt something strike the side of his head.

This didn't put him down however. Thanks to his mask being on the side of his head, Y/N was able to take the hit. "One, two... Freddy's coming for you..." Getting back up, Y/N saw the bodies of Gavin and Sam fall out the closet. The both of them seeming had their eyes scooped out as well as their tongues cut. "W... What the hell is going on?!"

"Three, four... better lock your door. Five, six... grab your crucifix. Seven, eight... can you stay up late? Nine, ten... NEVER SLEEP AGAIN."

A/N: Part 1 of ????

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. And I'll see you guys later. Shout out to atypicalbigdiesel for giving me tips. I suggest you guys check out their stuff because they do a much better job at yandere stories than I do.