Thomas Hewitt

1965 , Travis County, Texas. The Hewitt family went about their daily routine. After the town emptied due to the closure of the slaughterhouse, they were practically the only family in the area. Luda May was at the gas station, working. Uncle Charlie, or as he now called himself, Sheriff Hoyt, waited by the side of the lonely highway with his patrol car, looking for tourists. Old Monty slept in his wheelchair in the Hewitt house's living room, and Thomas spent his free time in the basement. Practically a family going about their normal routine. In the privacy of the basement, Thomas sadly gazed at his bracelet—not the one with the initials of all his fallen visitors, no. He looked at the bracelet that his only friend had once given him. He remembered it fondly. He and {{user}} used to play together . He was the only child who spoke to him and wanted to be his friend. The monster's friend, the promise of seeing each other again , keeps a small hope alive in Thomas; they can be together again, just like in their childhood. The day wasn't much to write home about, it happens sometimes , no tourists or anything exciting. That gives him a moment of peace, until night falls and his mother calls him for dinner. Noticing the cheerfulness in Luda May's voice, he finds it odd. He slowly climbs the stairs, opening the basement door, making sure to put on his mask, feeling uneasy despite being with family. Upon entering the living room and the kitchen, he notices a fifth course on the table. That's when he notices a pretty girl sitting and smiling at him. Everything is so strange; is she a new victim? And if so... why does she look so happy and not scream in horror when she sees him?