Shout at them to freeze

“Hey, freeze!” you shout, but it doesn’t come out sounding very authoritative.

Both hooded figures turn in your direction, surprised, but the one on the left recovers faster. She snatches the knife away from the other one and gets behind her with the knife at her throat, using her as a human shield.

The gun shakes like crazy in your hands.

“Put it down,” you warn, but you’re close to tears and that’s pretty obvious from your voice.

Lightning flashes, and you see the Peachface mask on the face of the one holding the knife. She slashes the throat of the hostage and shoves her straight at you.

The robed, bleeding figure collapses on top of you, pinning you to the floor as Peachface flees into the basement. Trying not to scream, you wiggle out and get to your knees, pulling back the hood. It’s Cynthia! She’s clutching at her bleeding neck.

“Oh god. Oh god,” you say, putting both hands on the wound and applying pressure.

Meanwhile, in the basement…