I was walking through the park with my friend. The park was, well your average park, trees, benches, a lake, you know. Well it was night and the lamp posts barely light up the park. My friend Mike was nearly 14. We were strolling past the fenced off lake. Talking about the usual, football, weekend, girlfriends. Well there was some sort of groaning noise. We thought nothing of it. Then there was a large shadow over us and it got cold, I mean real COLD.

We turned around, kind of wished we didn't though. As there was some 6 foot man standing there. He was in a suspicious black hoodie, tracksuit bottoms and shoes. And the most awkward thing was his face: pure white, black eyes with red rings and a mouth which looked like one of those ventriloquist dolls. We were slightly shaken by it but felt too scared to move. Them he pulled out a cleaver and without any emotion or noise, chopped my friend to BITS.

Well I got back home and there was this thing on the news about some serial killer. I thought nothing of it as it didn't bother me until I heard the description. A man, thing, whatever dressed in black clothing with a white face and black eyes. The next thing however made me the most frightened.

Origin: unknown
Alias: unknown
Body count: unknown
Last known location: un... known

Then the TV turned to static.

I then woke up in a cold sweat. Rubbing my head in confusion. J...J...Just a dream.
Until I saw something outside of my second floor window.

A man...
White face...
Black eyes...


Holding a...

Cleaver.