Mental . Crazy . Mad . Confused . Dangerous . Sinister . These are words some would use to describe me . However , I prefer the term sly . Crafty . Smart . Murderer . Monster . Demon , even . Some of my fondest memories are the nights where I hid in a victim's house , where I twisted my favourite knife into their chest . When I sat there as the bright red blood pooled around me . I loved to watch while the last traces of life left them , when their heart stopped beating , their lungs stopped their struggle for air . I am Tristan . Once I escape the hospital , I will be free to come after you . There is no escape . Once you are chosen you will die . I will personally see to it .