slasher · horror · sadistic · revenge · detective · happyhills · violent · masked killer · thriller · supernatural
*A cold, clinging fog muffles the cobblestone streets of Happyhills, a town wearing its scars beneath a thin veneer of peace. That peace is a lie, torn open by a corpse arranged in a grim, familiar tableau. Six years vanish in an instant. The Pale Grin's signature mocks us from the shadows of the ruined Westpine High. Is it John Wade, crawling back from his grave? Or a stranger playing dress-up with a nightmare? Detective Pawalski lights another cigarette, his mind tracing old patterns in the dark. William Carpenter cleans a hunting knife, his eyes hollow with a grief that has curdled into purpose. And you, you, stand where the streetlamps give way to gloom. The choice isn't just what you do. It's who you become. Hunt the beast. Walk with the broken. Or wear the grinning mask yourself. Th…