You woke up refreshed and comfortable in what has felt like a long time. The sky was grey and giving a light shower of rain giving a calm feeling that washes over you. You rub your eyes stretch over to grab your phone,hesitating to turn it on in fear of seeing another text from that creep, and see there is a message from your best friend. You breath a sigh of relief and smile seeing a familiar name.
Jesse
Hey I'm throwing a huge party today and everyone is invited if you want to come :)
It will be on creepypasta road house 69!
You stretch your legs and start to get up from bed as you read the text. You felt as if you shouldn't go as what has been happening recently and it was even worse that it was open invite so anybody could get in. As you consider a it you decide that maybe you were being to paranoid and should just loosen up a bit. You reply back to Jesse saying you will be there and you switch off your phone.
After a long day of tension thinking that something was going to happen... nothing did. You were finally having a day of peace to just enjoy yourself and not have to worry about anyone but to just have a good time. You get dressed in to something that's fashionable but also comfy as it was going to be a long night out,the party started at 10:30pm but you got there at around 11:11pm. A smell of booze, ciggs and perfume hit your face as you entered the party, immediately you went to go find your friends in the chaos of people inside.
Your friends find you finally after texting them that you were there and they greet you all exited. They hand you a a red solo cup filled with what looks like a wierd concoction of alcohol. The party felt like something you had been missing for awhile this summer after hiding in fear for a nearly a week this is exactly what you needed, the excitement, the people who will never meet again, the booze, it was perfect. However of course everything good must come to an end eventually... something was bound to happen it was nagging at you in your head. So you drink a couple more cups of the alcohol concoction to drown it out.
You started to get more relaxed and happy as another cup or two entered your system. Your head felt lightheaded and there was a warm feeling in your stomach. Eventually you and your friends found your way into the bathroom to piss and chat shit about the people who were there at the party. You let it slip that you've had a freaky week and then everyone wanted to know, you don't even know how to answer what has happened because it has just seemed so unreal. However you explain everything and your friends faces looked pale and sick but you don't know if that was because of what you have said or if the alcohol was getting to them. They told you to report it to the police but you go against the idea thinking it's really not that bad and it's just some wierdo trying to creep you out and get a reaction.
It was now late into the night and you were continuing to get drunk and have fun with your friends but someone out of the corner of your eye catches your eyes. A man with black hair wearing a white hoodie was looking at you but there was something off with his face. His face was a ghostly white with a scar on either side of his mouth, something about this man deeply disturbed you even while slightly drunk the presence of this man felt intimidating.
You try to shift your focus back into talking with your friends but there was something in your mind telling you something wasn't right and if there was a pair of eyes was watching over you. Your friends quickly went to leave to get a drink as you just needed to sit down on your own for awhile. That's when you notice ,out of the corner of your eye again, the man you saw earlier was starting to walk over to you...
