It was a dark and stormy night in the small town of Millfield. The only sound that could be heard was the pitter-patter of raindrops against the windows. Mary was home alone, as her parents had gone out of town for the weekend. She tried to distract herself by reading a book, but every creak of the old house made her skin crawl.

Suddenly, she heard a loud banging on the front door. She froze in terror, not sure what to do. The banging continued, louder and more frantic. Mary slowly made her way to the front door and looked through the peephole. She saw a man standing on the porch, drenched in rain and wearing a strange mask.