You and your friends got into a huge mess. During one of your trips to Mexico, you entered an abandoned church with a guy Olivia had just met, and... well, the result was not good.

You started playing truth or dare, but then you realized that even though you didn't want to play, you were in on the game. Ronnie had refused to play, and died, with his neck broken after falling off a pool table.

The game was haunted. If you didn't do the dare, you died. If you didn't tell the truth, you died. If you dared to ignore the game or run away, you would die too.

The living room of your house was a mess. Olivia paced back and forth, with a nervous and worried face.

Lucas was sitting silently, between Markie and you. Penelope was sitting on another couch with a bottle of tequila in her hand, while her boyfriend, Tyson, sat quietly, listening to Olivia and mocking her words. Brad, on the other hand, was paying close attention to Olivia, scared.

It was impossible for you to believe, but still... it was real. You knew it. You had seen Ronnie die in the worst way.