you were at an amusement park, at a fright fest. there were a lot of scare actors and props around, it was dark, 11pm. you were walking with your friends, trying not to get scared. earlier, this one scare actor with a bat, ran it around your head, keeping eye contact the whole time. he had skull makeup on, and his hair slicked back. he was tall, like, really tall. you were walking to get into line for a rolled coaster when someone whispered in your ear,

“pretty girl.” he whispered, you turned around, seeing the same scare actors from earlier. his eyes ran over your face, your lips. your friends smiled.