𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕

Eleven

((THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILERS. Though, I assume you've seen the movie if your reading this))

In a moment of panic, you rushed into the closet and slammed it shut, breathing heavily. Heavy footsteps, multiple people running around the house.

You held your breath, not wanting to scream and end up being found. Who knew how dangerous it would be if you were.

Because someone was obviously here, attacking people.

Most of the screams and voices were faint, but all sounded faintly familiar.

Sidney, Dewey, And Randy.

And some other girl you couldn't quite pin point, because it sure as hell wasn't Tatum.

It all happened so fast. Something sounding like flesh being stabbed. More and more footsteps. And yet here you were, sitting in a closet out of pure panic. What if you ended up being caught? Maybe you weren't even here.

Then, all the running and noises stopped, but faint talking. Three faint voices.

Sidney, Billy, and Stu.

"Where ya going? It's not over yet. We've got one more surprise, Stu, I believe it's your turn."

Billy's voice. What was he talking about? Was it to Stu? Sidney? Or both? Questions rang through your head as the conversation continued on.

"What's wrong Sidney? It looks like you've seen a ghost."

Did something happen? Was Sidney attacked again? You stopped your brain from thinking questions momentarily, and continued to listen, although only being able to hear bits and pieces.

"Guess I won't be needing this anymore, hm?"

"Why are you doing this?!"

"It's all part of a game"

"It's called GUESS HOW I'M GOING TO DIE!"

"Fuck you.."

"We already played that game, you lost, remember?"

Was he talking about them doing .. it upstairs? That's all you can think of. You hoped it wasn't anything else, anyway.

"It's an easy game. We ask you a question. If you get it wrong, you die."



"And if you get it right, you still die!"

"Your crazy .. both of you."