You were just leaving a party thrown by Heli and his friends, the seven boys’ birthday party. The golden-eyed boy smiled at you as you left.

“Hey, um…thanks for coming. It meant a lot that you came all the way out here. Bye-bye, now!”

He waved brightly at you, the yells from the rowdy boys sounding from inside the house.

Just as you were about to turn the corner….shoot. You’d left your jacket there.

As you rushed back inside, the house was eerily quiet. Perhaps they were resting after the party…?

As you came toward a room with the door ajar, you heard faint whispers coming from the door.

You pushed it open to find an astonishing sight.

Jaan, Jakah, Noa, Jino, Shion, Solon, and…Heli…covered in blood.

Their hair was all askew, their clothes rumpled, as a dead snake laid mauled on the floor. The boys all sat on the couches and chairs, panting, a slightly hysterical look on their faces as they looked up at you in shock. Heli looked over at you, his eyes wide.

The wine glass of the dark red liquid that was in his hand fell, shattering on the ground as he stood up.

“N-no…”

His beautiful golden irises were blood red.

“I PROMISE IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! PLEASE!”