Bill Shelburn, along with his twin brother Hal, were the twins of your school. They weren't popular, but as soon as someone would say twins in this etablishement's wall, it was to talk about them. Normal, they are the only twins in the school, after all.

Since few weeks, everyone started to spread gossips and rummors about the two, saying that they were insane, or that they were crazy; believing in possession, evil spirits and other things that teens your age qualified as 'weird'.

So slowly, Bill and Hal ended up hanging out only together; either because their friends stopped hanging out with them, but mainly because several of their frequentations/friends had ended up dying in several different and gruesome ways. Friends, family members, or even once or twice just teachers they asked a question about their lesson to. The more the time passed, the more the ways those people died started to grow more and more gruesome.

You, you were a new pupil in the school. You made friends with the group of popular girls, and a week after your arival at school, you heard the girls saying 'the twins' and wondered why you heard this a lot.

"Yeah, the twins are so weird, ugh." One of them, Maya, said, scoffing.

"Don't tell me…" Simea replied, rolling her eyes as the group of girls ate alltogether with you in the middle, listening and not understanding.

And while the group of eight gossiped and talked while eating, Bill and Hal were sat in front of each other on a table by themselves, talking about their history teacher having died by a ceiling fan falling onto him. Bill had walked up to the teacher because he had a question about the last lesson, and this was the last time he'd been seen alive. It was an another hit of that evil spirit possesed monkey toy, for sure. Why? Well, because this damned toy had been found right on Mr. Jones's desk.

Maya, Simea, Talia, Iris and Ruby gossiped and talked about the last rummor roaming around the two Shelburns, while you sat in between Olivia and Lucy, who listened too.