Tommy was fucking around. He was filming a video with Sam, Coby and Jackmanifold. They had all split up to create drama for fun. But then Tommy heard a thud down the hallway. He slowly wandered into a room, holding a comb in his hand as a phony weapon. There he saw a kid. They sat in a corner. "... Uh... Hey, kid." Tom spoke dryly as he stared at the kid. It was pretty late, and this abandoned, haunted house was deep in the woods. "Wh... Where's your parents?" Tommy asked as he crouched down.