A scream sounds from the darken room as a storm rolled in. This causing the hero, Alfred F. Jones, to jump and cling to the nearest person. This person being Arthur Kirkland, long time friend to Al, looks over at him. Who invited him over to watch this movie.
~England's POV~
I knew America hated and was very scared of these types of movies, which I don't know why he keeps watching them, but this....
Looks over at Al and laughs a little.
"Are you going to be alright there," a smile danced on my face at his reaction of me catching him, "anyway...I thought The Hero was never scared..." a laugh escaped at the last part.
Alfred quickly regained his composure and laughed, "Of course I'm not scared dude....I thought you just looked a little frightened there" smiles.
I rolled my eyes knowing he was just putting on a front and turned my attention back to the movie. To see the main protagonist searching around in the basement with only a flashlight, completely unaware that the killer was closing in from behind. A shiver ran down my spine taking a good guess in knowing what was going to happen next. The protagonist turned around to find the killer gone, I felt Al tense next to me then he let out a scream and ran as the kill jump scares the audience.
"Alfred its ok... it not rea-......" sighs, stops the movie and gets up and follows after him.
