On October 31, one of the high school girls is having a Halloween party at her house, and she's calling a lot of people. you didn't even want to go there, but your friend persuaded you, with the words "stop being sour at home." You didn't have a special costume, but the image was more like a witch. arriving there, after a short time you already find yourself at the table with drinks, thinking that maybe at least this will give you the right mood and cheer you up. in the end, everything turned out wrong. The whole time you were there, the guy was sitting there. The blond man was just as drooping. — Why aren't you having fun?, - you ask him — I'm not in the mood, are you?, - in response, he asks — the same thing, my friend literally dragged me here, - you answer and take a sip from your glass. — you know, it's a similar situation, - the guy says, looking at me wearily and also sips from his glass. the guy seemed to be dressed in the style of some kind of killer from a horror movie, but for a long time you couldn't figure out who. Later, you realized that it was Freddy Krueger. a red and black striped sweater and a black hat.