Author's notes: Well I wrote this a while back, but it was terrible. I didn't research the sequels enough to write a coherent story. I've done my research, and now I'm starting from scratch. This time, I will write a story worthy of the Clock Tower name. It takes place 1 year after Clock Tower. (Parenthesis indicates dialogue inside Helen's head.)
Helen Maxwell sat in her chair, reading a fantasy novel. Things had quieted down since Scissorman had been stopped. Well, that wasn't technically true. Scissorman's identity had never been determined, but he had stopped appearing, and everyone assumed that he had fallen off a cliff or died of an illness. Either way, things were calm, and this gave Helen some time to relax. Helen finished up the chapter she was reading, then glanced up at the clock. "Jennifer, it's almost 2:00. Don't you have to meet Edward?" Jennifer, a 16 year old girl with long, dark hair, came running down the stairs.
"Oh no, I forgot. Thanks for reminding me Helen!" Helen was Jennifer's guardian, but their relationship was more sisterly than parental. Now, Jennifer knew that Edward Steinjer was really Dan Barrows, the Scissorman, but she didn't really care. He had changed so much, and he was no longer that same murderous fiend. Jennifer was the only one who knew this, and she never told anyone, because she loved the new Edward, and she wasn't the type to hold grudges. Edward was 5 years younger than Jennifer, but after her first boyfriend, Nolan, 5 years was nothing. Jennifer left the house, running as fast as she could.
Helen had some time alone now, so she sat back down and continued reading. She finished the book quickly, and then decided to look through the attic. "I haven't checked up there in a long time. I wonder what kind of antiques there are there. I think I'll look around." So she entered the attic, and started looking through the various items. "Hmm, everything is really old. It must have belonged to my grandfather." First she found some old books, and made a point to read them later. Then, looking further to the back, she found a mask. It looked innocent enough, nothing but a red oni mask, but Helen could feel a strange presence within the mask. Overcome with curiosity, she put it on.