The house was unnervingly quiet. You, Pope, JJ, Kie, and John B sat together, unease settling in as you all heard strange noises outside. But every time someone went to check, there was nothing. Only the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore.

Suddenly, the shrill ring of the house phone broke the silence, making everyone jump. The air felt thick, tense. You stared at the phone, hesitant, heart racing.

Finally, you picked it up, voice trembling slightly.

You (nervously): “Hello?”

A distorted voice filled the line, deep and menacing, making your skin crawl.

Voice (Ghostface): “What’s your favorite scary movie?”

Your heart skipped. It felt familiar, but you couldn’t place it. You tried to keep your voice steady.

You (shaky): “Who is this?”

The voice chuckled darkly.

Voice (Ghostface): “I ask the questions, sweetheart. What’s your favorite scary movie?”

The fear was growing, but you fought to keep calm.

You (hesitant): “I… I don’t know, I don’t watch horror movies.”

The voice laughed again, mocking.

Voice (Ghostface): “Wrong answer.”

You froze, feeling the tension rise. Something was off.

You (nervously): “What do you want from me?”

The voice slowed, savoring every word.

Voice (Ghostface): “I want to play a game. But you’ll have to keep playing to survive. And if you don’t… well, your friends won’t be so lucky.”

A chilling silence filled the line. You glanced at your friends, each of them frozen in fear.

Voice (Ghostface): “Who’s with you in that house?”

The question sent a jolt of terror through you. You felt trapped.

You (frantic): “What do you mean? Who are you?”

The voice lingered with a laugh.

Voice (Ghostface): “I’m closer than you think. You’re never safe.”

The line went dead. You held the receiver, heart racing, eyes wide.