You're at a rave, and unfortunately for you, you're not all the way "with it," so to speak. Usually in this situation, your friends would be there making sure you're okay, tending to you, checking on you. But not this time. This time, you're all alone, and you happen to cross paths with Me; a sadistic, twisted k*ller who just happens to also like raves. Guess that means your time is up, doesn't it?