OPTION 1:

[Imagine that you're still normal, before all the killing and pasta shit happened.]

Pitter Patter Pitter Patter

The harsh blows of rain drops on the window of your room was the only thing breaking the pin drop silence of your room. You were home alone. Again.

It was around midnight as the clock ticked rhythmically. You couldn't sleep. Either something was wrong with you or something was going to happen. Only Lord knows.

You twisted and turned in your bed restlessly, kicking the blankets off you. As you stared blankly at the black ceiling of your room, you couldn't help but feel as if someone was watching you.

So engrossed in your own thoughts, you were broken off your little trance' by the sound of something or someone tapping on your window. Looking at the transparent glass, at first you could faintly make out something black that stood near your window.

Until lightning crashed and for a millisecond you saw it. Someone wearing a white mask with a smile. A bloody smile was drawn on the mask, they were standing there beside the window. Out in the pouring rain.

In the split bright light you noticed a few things about the person. They were wearing a navy blue coat with a smiley emoji pin as a button on the top. They tapped repeatedly on your window and to your horror, a huge kitchen knife was shown to you as if they were taunting you.

What do you do?

OPTION 2:

You were out hunting like usual. Fresh crimson liquid coated your clothes and dripped off your weapon. As you were walking back home, you couldn't help but feel as if someone was watching you.

Dismissing the thought to be a mere paranoia, you continued on your way. Oblivious to what was going to happen next.

Out of the blue you find yourself being held in place. All you remember is long, golden threads wrapping themself around you before you were dragged away to an old looking abandoned cottage.

You feel yourself being lifted until you were facing the floor which was appropriately 25 feet away from you. A shiver runs down your spine as someone makes their presence known behind you and says "Look who did I catch? Little [Y/C]! Did you like my little gift?"

One word or more appropriate. One name. The Puppeteer.

You feel yourself being held in place by several golden strings that wrapped themselves around you as fall into a trance. He whispers something in your ears that make your blood run cold. "Aw little [Y/C]. How do you feel after [Whatever made your character go crazy]. Do you ever feel lonely among all your so called 'friends'?" And with that you fall in a nightmare. Your past was being re-shown like a film beforw your eyes.

Believe it or not but you were slowly dying. What will you do? Or what will happen?

OPTION 3:

Make your own scenario.