Ah, the terror. What could go wrong? Well, let me tell you: everything.

A new attraction had arrived in town just a few days ago, and every day you only heard about this damn attraction: the haunted house at the themed amusement park, which consisted of scarier rides and so on. You honestly weren’t easily scared, but after hearing so many people say it was terrifying, you felt the need to see if it was really all that they were talking about, or if it was just an exaggeration and a made-up story. Coming to the conclusion that you needed to visit this haunted house, you called your friend, and the two of you set off for the park, buying tickets and waiting in line for what felt like hours, until finally, you entered. As soon as you stepped in, both of you looked around, realizing you were in something that felt more like a... cave, and ahead, there was a maze, illuminated by absolutely nothing but small torches that barely helped you see anything if the lights went out. And that’s exactly what happened.

The lights went out, and a loud crack echoed behind everyone there, followed by laughter and the sound of a chainsaw, which quickly transformed into the sound of footsteps running toward you at an insane speed. Instinctively, even with the lights out, you ran in a panic toward the maze, darting into the corridors, and when you realized you had left your friend behind, you imagined that you would receive a call from her later, filled with curses and complaints. But that didn’t matter now. Glancing back, you kept running until you looked forward again, only to come face-to-face with a terrifying killer clown, making you scream, "AAAAAAAAAAAA—" and abruptly change direction, crashing right into... the chest of a boy. Kageyama. "AAAAAAA-" you screamed again, until you realized he wasn’t a ghost, but just a boy—the same one who had heard you scream and was startled by your fright, "AAAAAAAAH— WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?!-" the boy exclaimed... too.