Ray walked all the way back to Wisconsin dells, But before he came, he removed all the stitches in his face all by himself.
Walking in the road with the hockey mask off his face, but his leather sack was still on, people on the roadside looked at him as a freak or a broke man because of his cheap clothes.
Until when a group of 12 thugs bumped into him, all of them having pistols and revolvers in their pockets, with stored bullets, they we're amazed of how tall Ray is, but also mocked him.
"Ugh, this guy stinks."
"Hah, i know right?, it's like he haven't showered for the last few years."
Ray grabbed one of the thugs and threw them off into a nearby tree, cracking the thug's spine.
"You!"
Ray pulled out his scalpel rather than his machete, and stabbed each and one of their heads for a faster death.
Some of them pulled out their guns and rapidly shooted at him, Ray couldn't dodge this one because of the close distance, eventually making him vulnerable, but wasting no time, he grabbed one the thug's bodies and used it as shield.
After they ran out of ammo, he threw the body off the ground, and sliced their larynx and adam's apple fatally. He may could have endured the pain of gunshots, but since he his older ans wiser, he has became intelligent and more terrifying than his young self eight years ago.
He grabbed a pistol, and placed it onto his collection of weapons, with some spare ammo.
Fabian arrived home immediately, and notifying his parents.
"Mom!, Dad!"
Hannah, Fabian's mother, was surprised when he suddenly came home, even though school just has started an hour ago.
"Fabian?, you're supposed to be in school!"
Fabian puts his bag down on the carpet floor.
"No mom!, that's not what i'm here for!"
Hannah was confused.
"Then what?, your father is going to be mad about this you know!"
Thomas was at work, with 45 hours a week and almost getting paid 8,000 thousand dollers a week, thanks to his famous novel he had published, stating about his confrontations Ray.
"Mom, listen to me okay?, uncle... is rampaging at the town."
Hannah held both of Fabian's shoulders tight, with a flabbergasted expression.
"What... did you just say?"
Fabian repeated.
"I said Uncle is at town!"
Suddenly, Thomas's brother, Stephenson, came, interrupting the conversation.
"My nephew, is talking the truth Hannah. He's at town, again."
She was exhausted by Ray's return after return, to the point she reaches her limit.
"My goodness... why can't we just take a forever REST already?!"
Stephenson walked inside the hous eventually, grabbing a real axe that was hanged in the wall for decoration, and throwing a pistol at Hannah to protect herself.
"There, protect your only son, he has come to hunt him probably."
Hannah nodded with obedience.
"Go up!"
Fabian walked upstairs with Hannah following behind, looking back at Stephenson before going to Fabian's room.
Hours later, Thomas eventually came home from work, physically exhausted, and mentally drained, until he noticed Stephenson guarding the door with an axe at late evening.
"Stephen?, why the hell are you here?"
Stephenson looked up at him, and directly went to the point without any questions.
"Ray has come again."
"...Pardon me...?"
Stephenson repeated, but louder.
"Ray... has COME again."
"..."
Thomas didn't let out a single word from his mouth, instead, his expression was utterly incredulous.
"Yes, believe me or not, it's your fault to begin with."
Pointing at Thomas before rolling his eyes, sighing deeply as if he was disappointed.
"...Sure, i'll accept it's my fault."
He said with acceptance, before walking off still in his suit.
Grabbing a nearby Machete in his backyard, he boosted himself with confidence, to defeat Ray again. But he knows that even defeating Ray, he would just rise up and hunt them down. And will continue until they die.
In Fabian's room.
"Mom... i sense him nearby!"
"How close?"
Hannah asked Fabian, but he just paused. Before speaking.
"Behind... us."
Ray broke through the window in Fabian's room, and grabbing his leg with his right hand.
"Mommy!!"
Fabian screamed, Hannah didn't waste a second thought to even scream, instead, she held her son tight.
"Hold on!"
Both Stephenson and Thomas heard the loud noise immediately, and walked upstairs in alert.
"Hold on honey!"
"I can't!..."
To the rescue, Stephenson and Thomas decapitated Ray's entire arm off with both strength being combined, and with Thomas stabbing Ray in the neck with the machete afterwards, making him fall over 6 feet in the ground.
"Are you two okay?"
Stephenson looked up and down, suspecting if there's any injuries.
"We're fine... thanks."
Thomas looked down at the window in curiosity, but Ray wasn't on the floor, there was only blood and nothing else.
Until someone broke the door open, making both brothers instinctively turn their heads downstairs.
They ran out of the room, to see the door was halved.
"This sh*t!"
Thomas walked downstairs without any weapons in hand, Stephenson warned him.
"Thomas!, you can't!"
Thomas ignored him, going to the kitchen and grabbing a sharp, kitchen knife, until he turned his back. Ray was standing still with both glance with both equal intentions – kill.
Ray first charged forward, running with full force in his machete. But to miss and get stabbed in the back by Thomas, making him ounce in pain, but he pulled the knife off his back eventually and turned his back to Thomas.
But he wasn't there, so he looked around, eyes wide open to end his life, but Thomas had a plan, a smart plan to trap Ray temporarily.
As he got closer, Thomas eventually stabbed Ray's left eye, causing temporary vision loss from the left eye. Making him stumble and fall in the kitchen table.
Stephenson eventually came and axed Ray on the back of his head, making him unconscious.
"Well that wasn't on my plan anyways."
Ray immediately woke up, lifting his chest up, and grabbing Stephenson by the collar of the shirt, picking the Scalpel in his pocket.
"Wait!, no!–"
Thomas grabbed a kitchen knife again, and stabbed Ray by the neck again, but that didn't stun him.
He eventually stabbed Stephenson by the liver with the Scalpel, and kicking him on the ground, alive but in extreme, excruciating pain.
"I see now, you adapt get stronger everytime you get hit, that's the worst."
Thomas grabbed a kitchen knife again, and finally stabbed Ray on the right eye, making him blind temporarily with both eyes.
He continued to stab him until Ray let's out a painful scream, which calmed Thomas's shoulders.
"I see, i thought you we're just a man who cannot feel pain, but it seems that has a limit."
Grabbing the Machete by the pocket he always uses to kill, stabbing Ray deep in the heart, then using a hammer to make it more painful.
"DIE ALREADY!"