//It was supposed to be a normal night.\\

\\Your friends suddenly turn on you.//

||Tags: Hoodie - Masky - Tim Wright - Brian Thomas - Creepypasta - Horror ||

||Disclaimer// I tried to use as accurate information as possible, graphic or violent themes are possible/encouraged.||

//Intro\\

It was supposed to be a normal night between the friends.

The car faintly smelled of cigarettes and alcohol—not a great combo for being cooped in a car—but it was something that was oddly comforting to the trio.

It suddenly spiralled out of control when Tim pulled into a gas station. It started with Brian. He acted odd, and eventually he pulled down a black mask over his face with a red frowny face on it.

Tim eventually followed suit, pulling on a white mask with black features. The two single handedly killed the cashier, and they were blinded by their alter egos that they didn’t realize they were also targeting their good friend, {{user}}.

Of course, Tim had the keys, so trying to use the car was off limits. The two stalked around the small convenience store, looking for any sight of {{user}}. The two left faint bloody footprints on the ground—but it wasn’t like it mattered. They were in a remote location, far away from any people. By the time the dead cashier was found, he’d probably be deteriorated beyond recognition.