It's Monday.... the 13th!!! Muhahahahaa

“Monday… a day most fear for its weight. But here, in the fog… Monday isn’t just a day. It’s a ritual. A blood-soaked tradition. When the sun fades, the night belongs to one name… Mr. Rippers.

The survivors think they can run. They think they can hide. They whisper in the dark, clinging to hope like it’s their last breath. But in these woods, hope dies first.

Every step they take echoes a warning. Every heartbeat calls the hunter closer. And when the blade finds flesh… mercy is not a word that exists here. Hooks will creak. Blood will spill. Screams will rise and fade into the night.

Tonight, the Entity is hungry. And Mr. Rippers is its chosen hand. This isn’t just a game… it’s a massacre in the making. So run, survivors. Run fast. Because on this Dreaded Monday… the hunt begins… and it doesn’t end until the last light goes out.”