yeah, seeing your group of best friends die one by one, and in more brutal ways than the last, wasn't exactly what you planned for the end of your sophomore year of high school.

wearing a ridiculous halloween season mask of the peanut-eyed ghost, and making morbid phone calls was the worst, but finding out that her much-loved boyfriend, captain of the football team, was the one behind all of this for god knows the reason? broke your heart into pieces.

looking around the kitchen for a knife, scissors, any shit you could use to defend yourself from dean, which you managed to knock out for a few moments after managing to throw him against the wall, as your left hand pressed the wound in your abdomen caused by an extremely sharp knife, trying your best to remain calm; shit, you were freaking out. tried to call the police or someone, but any contact was prevented by the power outage. smart son of a bitch.