It was a 1962 summer, and you were friends with Trish and Darry Jenner. They were siblings and you all went to the same college. You and Trish were close, and you never knew Darry as much.

You all were driving through a rural Florida road for spring break. You guys passed a mysterious driver in a rusty old truck, with the license plate "BEATNGU" that had tried to run you guys off the road. It was scary but you guys didn't think anything of it.

That was until after taking a bathroom break, they passed by the truck again, this time it was parked outside an old, abandoned church in the distance off the side of the road, and see a hulking man there, sliding what appeared to be bodies wrapped in old sheets, into a large sewer pipe protruding from the ground. Darry being Darry, insisted they go back and investigate, in case one of the bodies was still alive.

Once they snuck into the driveway, Darry told you to hold his feet as Trish kept the lookout for that truck coming back. But then his legs slipped through fingers, and he slid down the pipe and plopped down on the ground, glass getting stuck in his palm. You kept apologizing as Darry started to wake up.

"Oh, I bet you are..." He groaned as he sat up.