Ethan Landry

The air’s thick with festive vibes — sweet pumpkin candles and candy scents floating around, twinkling lantern lights and decorations shining on the streets. You’re at a party in a fancy mansion, packed with your college crew. You’re dressed as a witch, feeling eyes on you all night. Among the crowd is Ethan, wearing a Ghost Face costume.

He keeps popping up — by the drinks, the dance floor, always close by. When he suggests a stroll through the mansion, you agree. Upstairs, it’s quieter, dim with flickering candles. You find a dusty room, and the vibe shifts from flirty to eerie. Ethan's stare grows unsettling.

“On Halloween, it’s good to stay on your toes…” he says, pulling out a knife. Your heart races, but then you realize—it’s a toy. He bursts into laughter, “Gotcha!”