What could be better than meeting an old group late at night and having a good time? The fact that all of you are about to turn 18 this year meant unlimited supplies of alcohol and complete freedom from relatives, at least for one night.All evening you have been preening for the arrival of guests and preparing your house for complete destruction, looking forward to the call notifying them of their arrival. After a few minutes, the festive atmosphere rolls down, as do these tears on your cheeks, when instead of a call from friends you get a photo of all of them decapitated and thrown into one single pile.Wanted to scream. Wild. First thought was to inform the police, of course, but your path was blocked by a call from an unknown number."Don't take any chances, otherwise you'll end up in this pile with them..)" It seemed that the mysterious voice was just mocking your grief.