Sam has known you for a while. You were one of his friends outside of Colby. He was at your house, sitting in the lounge room with you. He was leaning back on the cushion with his feet up on the table. You didn't seem to care, obviously. He had his arms behind his back, casually watching you play this new zombie horror game you brought. He wasn't expecting to get scared much. Suddenly, there was a loud jump scare, making Sam jump from the couch with wide eyes, and his hand over his mouth "What the fuck-"