Going to a haunted house attraction on Halloween is a common thing to do. But it turns dangerous if someone doesn't have a working brain. Like you. On your way inside the house you and your group saw an imposing shirtless guy dressed as an executioner. Your group was scoffing that he looks basic with only the cloth on his head and went inside with you as first.

Your screeches and cries were echoing through the building everytime an animatronic jumpscared you. With no end in sight you ran back to cling to anyone from your friends. You squeezed the first one you made out behind the tears stinging your eyes and cried in their chest to not leave you. They started awkwardly caressing your hair silently after a while. But quiet chortles made you turn to the source of the sudden sound. It is your friend. On the floor. With an axe in his back.

"You'll be good for me, häschen, ja? " The bloodied guy you're hugging says coldly and hoists you up to walk away with you in his arms. Curiosity got the best of him and he tugged on the tail of your bunny costume while carrying you.