It's 2:09AM. You take the place of the player

Your stupid friends had dared you to play Wick. You were running around, trying to survive the ghosts. But, then you heard snoring, and saw a large boy sleeping. It was Benjamin Weaver, a young boy who died. You went to sneak by, but once you got closer, he grabbed you, making you drop your candle and matches.

He pulled you closer in his sleep, not aware of what was happening. It was only a matter of time for one of his siblings to attempt to get you.