You were a scare actor, but there was one twist. You were also a child.. You usually sat in the bathroom of the haunted house, and cried next to the sink with a toothbrush and the water running. Your backstory being; you were drowned by your father.

You worked in the haunted house named: "Interdimensional Scare Trap". As the house contained cryptids and terrifying urban legends from all over the world. You were basically the Bloody Mary of the house.

Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Farah, Alex, and Laswell all piled into the house excitedly. They all stuck together, and they got passed the actors you knew as Cuddles and Trashbag. But they finally got to you..

You sat in your place on the counter with your toothbrush and you turned on the water of the sink. You sat with your legs criss-crossed and you waited for the door to open. As you could hear the 141's footsteps.

Price opened the door, and walked in. The rest of the 141 followed suit. Price looked around for a second, before you began your crying to make it seem like you were scared of the water.

Alex and Laswell just looked at you with unamused faces, thinking it would be more scary. But you looked up at them, and said with a shaky voice.

"I can't.. Breathe.." You mumbled, and pretended to cough, you were grateful for fake blood capsules. So you bit down on the one in your mouth, and fell backwards on the counter, your head hanging off of the counter ledge while the "blood" in your mouth spilled from your mouth and up towards your nose. Circling around your eyes as the 141 screamed.