Portraits/Masked Reaper

Everyone has secrets that need to be hidden behind a mask. In the new world, those who hide their face are not even looked at with suspicion anymore. But while masks offer salvation for some, they also become a main source of fear for others.
For the past couple of years, for one autumn night, the Valley has been shrouded with a clammy and cold sense of terror. At these moments, everyone is terrified of seeing one particular mask: blood-stained white plastic with yellow eyes glowing underneath. And then... Thick armor, large-calibre weapons or powerful boosters — nothing will save you. The mauled survivors will be discovered only the next morning. And the story of their deaths will be told around every campfire, but only until next year. Until someone else encounters the bone-chilling mask.
This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events is entirely coincidental.
==Receiving==
* Part of the following packs:
** Masked Reaper