(Y/n) groans as they open their eyes. As everything goes into focus, they start to panic when they realize they can't identify their location. It was dimly lit, coarsely decorated, and dank. It reeked of a smell (Y/n) Couldn't identify. Whatever it was, it was metallic, and poorly masked by the smell of air freshener. They looked at a single, sad window.
'This is a basement, but whose? Think, (Y/n), think...'
They touched their forehead, but winced in pain when they felt their finger touch their head.
Come to think of it, everything hurt. Waves of pain echoed through their body.
"What the hell happened..?"
"Where was I last... Oh! I was... I was with mike... did something happen? Is he ok?"
They try to stand up, but collapse under their own weight, they yell in anguish. They stop when their hear a familiar voice humming a jaunty tune. (Y/n) Squints to see a silhouette of a boy from the stairs.
"(Y/n)! Oh, I'm so glad your alright! I was scared Mal overdid it and killed you, but your ok!"
(Y/n)'s heart almost stopped when they heard the voice and the male approach them.
The silhouette, Revealing to be Mike, Stood over (Y/n), With a abnormal grin and a odd look in his eyes
"Mike?! Where the hell am I? What the hell happened?!" (Y/n) Practically screamed at the tanned male, who just stood there, smiling.
"Where do you think, silly? My place!" He said, as if it was all obvious.
"Your place?" (Y/n) Re-iterated.
"Mhm! You came here for a movie night, Remember?" He said, kneeling down.
Then it all came back to (Y/n). Their heart sank as they looked up at the male in terror, pulling themself away from him.
"You... Stay away from me you- you creep!"
