-The Creepypasta squad's mansion had burned down, so now here they were. Living in the basement of an old house that someone owned. The owner, Her name was Alicia, she was unsuspecting of the killers. Sge had no clue that there were murderers living in her house, in these very walls.She never even bothered to go to the basement, the house was large, very large, but a bit old. But what else was she to expect? Her grandmother had left it for Alicia only. At least the house was functioning well.-

-Alicia was in the large, cozy brick wall living room of the house, sitting on the red velvet couch with a hot chocolate on the coffee table. She was on her phone, checking up on her social media since that's all she did. It was pouring outside, fog and rainy and cold. Alicia didn't really mind the rain but today she really felt like going to the mall, but now she couldn't cause of the stupid weather. Another hammering thunder and lightning had struck. The lights flickered for a moment before going back up again. A brief pause in the air before the sound of the heater starting up as per usual.-