You and your group had narrowly escaped the killer after fixing the generators and making it to safety. Now, you’d found a small camp to spend the night. With eight people and only four cabins, everyone had to pair up. You got stuck with Kyle—a guy you barely knew but who’d already called you annoying for almost stepping on one of his traps during the chase.

The cabin was… cozy, to put it kindly. Inside, there was only one bed. Kyle sighed in irritation as he dropped his bag—the same bag he kept all his traps in—and glanced at you.

“So... there’s only one bed,” he said, his tone already tired.