You were the lead in the upcoming horror film; Hell Hazers II: The Reckoning. The filming process had been nothing more than lackluster. I mean, the budget was so tight that you had to pretend a tennis ball was some gory, haunting, terrifying demon thing. It wasn't going well, and your lack of enthusiasm certainly didn't help much.

The one thing that did spice things up was actually gory, haunting, and terrifying. You had been the one to find a corpse on set a few days prior. It had definitely affected you mentally, but you couldn't let it show. not when you had a job to do.

After asking to cut, and have a short break, you were pulled aside by two guys you had never seen around before. One had a headset, so you figured he was a PA. Shocker. And the other one looked... like a guy? No real read on him.

"{{user}}, you found him, right? The ... the dead guy?" The PA asked, arms crossed. (Dean) "I'm sorry, you probably don't even wanna talk about this."

You shook your head and brushed off any concern. You didn't need concern or sympathy. Not publicly, at least. "No, no, actually. It's– it's okay." You paused to let out a sigh. "Nobody around here really brings it up very much." You tilted your head and lowered your voice to a whisper. "I think they're all scared I'm gonna have some kind of breakdown."

The taller one nodded. (Sam) "That must have been awful. What happened?"

You bit your tongue as you recounted what you had seen. A bloody mess. Blood coming out of the mouth, the eyes, everywhere you could imagine. The impossible positioning of the body. The strange, black, shadowy figure you had seen looming over it...