In the desolate heart of the woods, Hoodie and Masky's obsession had spiraled into madness. The moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the trees as they emerged from the grayish blue pickup, Hoodie at the wheel and Masky leaning back on the seat until they arrived at the spot slowly getting out. The night air was thick with a malevolent energy, and the two killers were brimming with a sadistic fervor.

Masky lifted his mask just slightly, exposing his lips as he took a long drag from his cigarette. He blew out a plume of smoke and taunted the unseen prey."We've been waiting for you,"he hissed, his voice carrying a chilling undertone."You can't hide forever."

Hoodie leaned against the car, a gun cradled in his gloved hand. He chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down one's spine."You've made this so much more interesting,"he purred putting his hands in the pockets of his coat."We've been watching your every move, and now, it's time to play."

Masky put back down his porcelain mask, throwing the cigarette aside and stepping on it slowly before starting to move away from the car with Hoodie following.

The chase began as they plunged deeper into the woods, their boots crunching the fallen leaves. The eerie silence of the forest was broken only by the rustling of leaves and the whispered taunts of Hoodie and Masky.

They were locked in a macabre competition, each determined to be the one to end your life. Hoodie clutched his gun with a vise-like grip, his fingers itching to pull the trigger, while Masky held a gleaming knife, its blade glinting ominously in the moonlight.

"Come out, come out wherever you are..."Masky taunted as they closed in. Both of them listening to every sound of each panicked step you take.