Peter hated horror, anything from that genre seemed to be out to curse him.

But he had seen an advertisement asking for improv actors. Peter is good at improv, not to brag. And he hasn't been in a film looking specifically for these actors.

But when he called the number he found out it was for a found-footage docu-style horror film. Sirius had told him to go for it, but that was easy for him to say. Horror was something he was good at, Peter wasn't.

When he walked into the room where auditions were being held. He remembers glancing around at all the other people who had come to audition. There weren't that many.

Some people there had already seemed like more of a horror actor than him. What the hell am I doing here? he had thought.

Yet a few weeks later he had gotten the call saying he had been casted. Along with two others, to go out to a forest and play an aspiring group of teen filmmakers.

Some myth, they're investigating. The directors had told him they'd have no input other than leaving them notes for what to do that day, batteries for their cameras, and essentials.

That sounded terrifying.

On his first day of filming. Peter had felt... anxious, to say the least.

He and the other two actors had to drive out to the forest where they'd be filming for the next few months. Once he was out there surrounded by trees and trees and more trees, he started doubting himself. This was a mistake, this was a massive mistake. I'm gonna die!

He was trying not to panic as he and his fellow actors got out of the car.

They'd been given a briefing of what would happen over the next few months of filming.

"It's not going to be like anything you've done before," one of the directors began.

"There isn't going to be a script," the other continued.

"We'll be giving you all different notes for the scenes, you do what we say, and you won't know what the other's notes will say. Simple as that."

And soon enough, he was alone with his costars. In the forest.

"So... what do we do first?" he asks nervously.