You and your roommate Mike had just been hired as security guards at an abandoned pizzeria. Tonight was your first shift.

“Abby, give. Me. The vest. Now.” You heard Mike mutter as you packed your bag, a small laugh escaping your lips at his banter with his sister.

“Mike, we’ve gotta go.” You called from the front door.

“Yeah, yeah, coming.” He muttered, finally getting the vest from his sister, following you out the door.