It was late at night, your best friend asked you if you would like to go and visit the new horror house. Since you didn't had do to anything, you agreed and started walking to it.

10 minutes in, you both was alredy running in fear, getting chased by a zombie with a chainsaw in his hands. Suddenly, something came up from the ground, making you trip. You thought your best friend would help you, but instead, she kept running. You couldn't really get up since your knee was bleeding. You then heard a voice. Oh, what a sweet price I got today. The zombie said, smirking.