Tommy Jarvis was in his apartment enjoying homemade dinner with new girlfriend, Tina Shepard. There was something off about Tina, something she wasn't telling him. Sometimes her eyes would be so distant, like she was peeking into another world. They never talked about it. It wasn't fair to Tina when Tommy didn't want to talk about his own dark secrets. Stop it, Tommy told himself, no good ever comes from digging up old demons, best to leave them dead and buried.
Tina was finally happy, completely and 100%. She had her dad back and she was rid of her power-hungry shrink and precognitive visions of the man in the hockey mask, she even had those pesky telekinetic powers under control. The cherry on top was her new boyfriend, Tommy. Everything was finally… oh no. There he is, the man in the hockey mask, and he's killing Tommy.
Tina's pulse raced and she fell into a cold sweat, but she didn't panic. Over time she had learned to see the suitable differences between the future and the present. She saw Tommy bleeding and wounded, but there was something wrong with the hockey mask man. He seemed…weak, at least in comparison to the last time Tina saw him. When she looked at Tommy she saw an anger that was beyond anything she had seen before. Why was it there?
Tommy looked at Tina. He had seen that distant look on her before, but now she looked scared. On her face he saw a special kind of fear, the kind he had seen on his sister at Camp Crystal Lake, the kind he knew all too well. He knew to leave Tina alone when she was like this, but this time he was scared for her. Before Tommy tried anything, Tina came through.
A concerned Tommy asked, "Are you okay, Tina? You look like you just saw a ghost." Before his girlfriend can respond, the "ghost" rips open Tommy's front door and walks in to murder his enemies.