I wrote this story like a year ago and I hate it so yeah😭 (too lazy to edit)
Heather McCoy has always been popular at Woodsboro High. She was known for how beautiful and talented she was. When one day Heather is dumped by her boyfriend and her ex b...
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Casey and Heather looked at each other in shock. The two were already scared, but now even more scared.
"How do you know his name?" Casey asked with a shaking voice. "Turn on the patio lights, again," the stranger told Casey.
"Oh my god," said Heather.
The two girls saw a tied-up Steve with blood all over him.
"Oh God!" screamed Casey scared.
She tried to open the door to save Steve.
"I won't do that if I were you," hissed the voice.
Casey looked doubtfully at Heather, but Heather locked the door again.
"Where are you?" Casey asked scared as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Guess," said the stranger teasingly.
"Please don't hurt him," begged Casey. "That all depends on you," said the stranger.
"Why are you doing this?" Casey asked sobbing. "I want to play a game," the stranger told her. "No," sobbed Casey. "Then he dies now," said the stranger calmly.
"No, no!" screamed Casey. "What is it?" asked the stranger. "What game?" asked Casey scared. "Turn off the lights and you'll see what kind of game. Just do it," commanded the stranger.
Heather turned off the lights and sat down next to Casey behind the TV.
"Heather, Casey. No!" Steve shouted, but his words were muffled by the tape on his mouth.
"Here's how we play, I ask a question. If you get it right, Steve stays alive," explained the stranger. "Please, don't do it," begged Casey as she grabbed Heather's hand, scared.
"Come on, it'll be fun," teased the stranger. "Please," begged Casey with tears rolling down her cheeks. "It's an easy category," continued the stranger. "Please," begged Casey again.
"Movie Trivia," said the stranger excitedly. "I'll give you a warm-up question."
"Don't do it, I can't," sobbed Casey. "Name the killer in Halloween," said the stranger. "No," sobbed Casey. "Come on, it's your favorite scary movie, right?" asked the stranger.
"He had a white mask and he stalked babysitters."
Casey looked beggingly at Heather for help.
"Michael Myers," Heather mouthed to Casey.
"Michael Myers," said Casey relieved that she got the answer right. "Yes, very good. Now for the real question," said the stranger. "No," shrieked Casey scared.
"But you're doing so well. We can't just stop now," said the stranger teasingly. "Please, stop. Leave us alone," begged Casey. "Then answer the question. Same category," the stranger told her.
