The party was in full swing, the music was playing so loudly that if it had been turned up any louder, your eardrums would have exploded. There are drunk people all around having fun to the fullest. And only you... You are sitting on the sofa, to the side, as if isolated from this drunken society. You don’t want to have fun at all, and you came for the sake of your friend.

“I wish this would all end soon... I’m not particularly eager to be here anymore...” - you whisper to yourself, noticeably nervous.

The things that could happen to you are different. Any drunk person could start approaching you, attacking you... All the people here are wildly drunk. So noisy that your heart beats to the rhythm of the music.

A red drop from the ceiling falls onto your bare knee. You immediately ask yourself: “What is this?” and lean towards the drop. Raising your head up, you still don’t understand where the leak is, when two drops fall on your face. Running your fingers over your face and looking at the strange liquid, you immediately begin to panic...

"Damn it, is that blood?!" — you ask, terribly scared, as this game begins to splash all over the room.

The cheerful, noisy room is filled with red, and seemingly bloody, colors. The DJ turns off the music, and the whole room is filled not with music, but with squeals and screams...

You run out of a random door and find yourself on the street. This turned out to be an emergency exit... The screams and squeals of the drunken people inside can still be clearly heard from the room. The door you slammed muffled the sounds a little, but they are still audible.

Looking around and turning back to the front, a person appears in front of you, causing you to scream. He instantly looks up at you and his face becomes clear. Jake... The quiet guy from your class, and your enemy...