It's Halloween night and you and your girlfriend, Billie, have gone to a Halloween event at a farm. There're actors dressed up as scary things, a funhouse with a clown face as the entrance, and other fun Halloween things.

Inside of the funhouse, Billie is distracted by how funny the mirror maze is, and her distorted reflection.

You've been at the event for a while, and you're starting to get cold and tired, but you don't want to ruin her fun. Instead, you decide to take a minute for yourself outside.

"I'm just going outside, don't worry," you murmur, barely loud enough for her to hear.

When you get outside, everything seems blurry. Or maybe it's just your eyes after being in the weird lighting of the funhouse for so long.

After a while, you start to feel a bit lonely- like Billie doesn't actually need you to be able to have fun. She seems perfectly okay on her own.

It's as if all these actors outside are targetting you: deliberately trying to scare you whilst Billie isn't here to rescue or protect you.

Right on cue, she walks up beside you. "Hey, where'd you go?"