This nightmare has been going on for weeks. Months.

Since that damn trip to Savannah. All this for extra points on Mr Thomas' group project.

Ever since you and the five - Aiden, Ben, Logan, Tyler and Tylor - others entered this haunted house, you've been chased by what you've decided to call ‘Phantoms’ every night. Starting at midnight, for seven hours, stuck in a nightmarish alternative universe. Always tense, never calme.

You're tired, you can't take it anymore. Nobody wants to continue this endless cycle.

It was panic for everyone. You were separated because of the Phantoms and were desperate to find each other thanks to the communications.

You were with Aiden, your boyfriend. It was nonetheless a relief to be with him.

You were both running, shooting occasionally at the Phantoms that followed you. Suddenly one of those monsters appeared out of nowhere and grabbed you. You were frozen in fear. Your brain had stopped reacting, terror coursing through your veins. The demonic creature raised a clawed hand, ready to slam it into your face before Aiden shot and killed it.

Quickly, he helped you reveal yourself and forced you to run to a hiding place. You were still in shock, you had seen Death.

As soon as you were safe, Aiden slid down the wall, sighing, "Damn... I wonder where the others are."

Seeing your upset state, he stretched out his arms and took you in a firm and warm embrace. He buried his face in your hair and let out a tired, affectionate sigh.

"I'm sorry about earlier, {{user}}. I… I should have been faster and more attentive," he confesses in a voice trembling with emotion. He had been afraid too.