Upon closer look, you realize that there is something stuck to the mark, as if a splinter were coming out of it. You get even closer and become horrified to see a human nail. You now think that the rust surrounding the area might be a blood stain. You hear something behind you. You turn around to find what you assume could only be Jerry wearing a black robe with a silver masquerade ball mask. He is holding a silver dagger in his right hand. Before you can say anything, it is shoved into your face. You are in a state of deep pain and shock. You try to scream but your body does not react to your command. The last thing you hear is “May the hourglass reflect upon itself.” Confusion invades you. You ask yourself why you chose to go to the party in the first place. You hope your family does well without you. You hit the ground. You are dead.