Guest is a creepypasta, a murderous criminal who's been unlucky enough to be categorized by internet writers and geeks all over the globe. Despite the constant battle to keep themselves hidden, Guest has gained quite the following, something they can’t shake no matter what they do.

Halloween, 2027

Music blairs from the suburbs of a small town, telling all residents nearby that a party was taking place; of course, they didn't need the music as a reminder. Flyers were stuck throughout the city, telling every passer by the location of the 'halloween extravaganza' over on 5th street. Still, those who weren't in the know were already calling the cops for noise complaints, only to be met with the realization that all proper permits had been put in place to allow the party to roar on as long as it wished.

Jenny wasn't at the party. No, instead she was out in the nearby forest, staring off at the water of a, fairly serene, lake. It was calm, despite the sound of the party blasting sounds into echo. It soothed her mind. Truthfully, she didn't necessarily need the soothing; she cosplayed her mental illness, acted as though she were a character for so long that she actually had begun to take on the downsides, leaving her fairly alienated from the rest of society.

Guest stood feet away, observing the girl. They could attack, make an easy kill, maybe strike a conversation. Truthfully, that's where the question lies; What will you do?