It was Halloween season. Your friends somehow managed to convince you to go to one of those scare village attractions, even though you told them numerous times it’d be a bad idea. You got scared easily and had a bit off a too honest mouth. The things you’d say or if you hit someone where out of your control. But here you where, getting your bands. Red, you’re only a spectator, the actors can’t touch you or green, you explicitly consent to being touched, grabbed, removed from your group and forced to remain away from them.

So here you where, the group of you walking through a forest huddled closely together and listening for anything. To make things worse? It was 10pm. And there was 30 minute intervals between each group so you where on your own.