Episode 1 - The Party (part 1)
"Hey! Yeah it's me, Al! Ya guys there yet? in 30? Alright!" .
You can hear a voice coming from the hall in the house. Al was speaking to his friend, Ildiko on the phone. It's his birthday today, and he invited some of his friend to a house he rented for the party.
"You're next. . ."
Al heard a voice. He turned back... There wasn't anything there except what he had prepared for his party. He feels something weird inside his body.
//A: Maybe it's just excitement...
Ding! Dong!
"Coming in a sec!"
Al shouted, adjusting his sweater and head to the door. He took a look at the fish-eye hole.
//A: It's Quinn, wonder what's he dressed up at..
Al opened the door. Quinn, who was with a camera, stood in front of him.
1st encounter: Quinn Lovehart - The Barista
"Hey Quinn! Come in!"
"Hey Al!"
Quinn walked in the house. He was amazed by how decorated the room was.
"What's your occupation, anyway?"
Quinn turned around, Al was behind him, ticking his name off the guest list.
"Oh, me? I'm a barista! Pretty cool, Eh?"
"Yeah sure! Have you got any update from the others yet? The party's starting in 10.
Al questioned, while he took out his phone and open the message group.
"Yeah. They said they'll be here soon. I'm not sure about Zach though. He's usually late."
Quinn and Zach have been in the same school since primary. Zach, of course is usually lates when it comes to arriving in time.
((A/N!!!: All of the characters didn't go to the same school. They met in a (made-up) community called Horror Fics. I might write something about it later!))
Al and Quinn started decorating a bit more and arranging the tables. Suddenly, Al felt something weird and ticklish in his head.
"Ah- Hey Quinn! Can you help me finish the table I gotta take my meds."
"Hm? Sure, why not!?"
// A: Jesus christ.. where's my meds..
...
//A: Ah here it is!
Ding!
"It's Chel! Quin can you go and open for her?!"
Al shouted. He was still taking his meds.
Quinn went to the door and opened it.
"Hello, Quinn!"
2nd encounter: Chelsea Brown - The Painter
"Hey there!" Quinn greeted. "You can just go in and pack your stuff out. Al's taking his meds right now, so he'll be back soon!"
Al rushed out to the door. He stopped when he saw Chelsea, with a messy bun, not the look she always had. It was also full of (fake) paint
"Oh hey Chelsea! I'm ticking you off the list now."
He walked to the list and picked up a pen. Ticking her off
"I'm assuming you're a painter, right?"
"Yeah, it was that obvious, hm?"
" The hair and everything. Mostly the hair though, it was quite easy to guess." Quinn smiled warmly at her.
For some unknown reason, his smile's always infectious. No matter how you are, his smile will always put on yours.
"Ah" She smiled back.
"Sorry to interrupt you lovebirds, but the others are about to come, so post pone your flirts and listen"
Al sarcastically cuts in. Those two were always near each other. They sit together in almost every occasion. People keep assuming them as if they're dating. But when that happens, denials come in to play.
((A/N: Heyyy it's me, Alison! No they're not dating! They're just besties that acts like bf and gf!!))
Ding!
Another bell rang. This time it was multiple people.
"Hey ya'lll!"
3rd encounter: Tari Brunce - The Chef
"Hey."
4th encounter: Adam Jones - The Gunner
"OY OY MATEYS!"
5th encounter: Thompson Copper - The Professor
" Finally! My legs and stomach hurts!"
6th encounter: Jay Schowzt - The Paparazzo
"Oooh such a nice vibe round here!"
7th encounter: Darcy Rosslinger - The Novelist
"Hi!"
8th encounter: Eleanor Maleri - The Comedian
9th encounter: Iris Jaydernia - The Huntress
" Eyyy! What's poppin'?"
10th encounter: Matthew McKing - The Detective
"Hey!!"
Chelsea greeted, waiting for all of them to come in. Al was ticking off the names from the list. He was asking for each of the occupation.
Chelsea was about close the door when...
"CHELSEA WAIT LET ME IN-!!"
11th encounter: Zach Maneuva - The Jester
"Oh hey! Zach come in!" Chelsea said, waiting for him to come in and closed the door.
"1,2,3,4,5"
...
"11"
Al counted, looking at the partiers and checking the list.
"Someone's missing..."
"Who is it?"
Darcy asked, looking around. She was one of the newest member of Horror Fics alongside with Iris and Thompson.
"Let's see... Oh! Ira's missing! wonder where she is."
"Who?" asked Thompson, making a rather curious face.
Suddenly, someone appeared behind them from the bathroom.
"Ya called me?"
12th encounter: Ira Denever - The Businessman
"AH-"
Iris screeched. Also making others backing off a little bit.
"Jesus, Ira, How'd you appear out of nowhere?"
Al and Matthew asked, suprisingly, in unison.
"Hm... Oldest member magic?"
...
"AHHAHAHA-"
The group started laughing from Ira's humour.
((s/A/N: Wonder why...)
"Hah- Anyway I'm hungry like ah-" Jay's stomach start rumbling. "Al where's the foood?"
"I didn't even start the party..."
Al looked at Jay with a surprised face. It's not the first time Jay was being "quirky", but it's still weird at some point.
"What?" Jay glared back.
"Uh... It's in the kitchen, I've prepared some sandwiches, just make sure not to eat them all, alright?"
Al said pointing at the kitchen.
Jay walked there, looking around and find a pile of sandwiches laying on the table.
"Hmmm, delicious"
He took a bite on one of the sandwich, and...
"AHHHHH!"
The group heard the scream, and ran toward the kitchen, seeing Jay is choking out poison.
"Shit! Al do you have any antidote?"
Eleanor panicked.
"At the cupboard over there, I think I have some... Shit shit shittt..." Al looked and pointed at the cupboard, Jay was still choking... "Jay hang in there buddy!"
Meanwhile, Eleanor was searching through the cupboard, and Tari was calling for emergency on her phone.
"Al! I can't find any! Ya think there could be anywhere else?"
"I'm not sure try the other cupboard too!" Al answered. " Tari did they picked up yet?"
"Shit... I can't... There's no signal 'round here..."
"G-guys! There's a paper in here... it says it's send from a... A DEMON?!"
Eleanor shouted.
"READ IT"
Al spoke, worried about Jay.
"Dear fellow pathetic human beings, your friend is in danger, and as you can see, there're no antidotes... You can make one... but you have to find the right key hidden in one of those sandwiches. When you do, you can open a chest, which will save your poor friend's life. . . But, you only have 3 minutes to do so."
The group started flipping through each and every sandwiches while Chelsea was keeping track of the timer.
Quinn found the key, and he rushed to the chest, opened it up revealing a piece of paper, a bottle, and some ingredient
"GUYS 1 MINUTE LEFT!" Chelsea shouted, looking back and forth to check on Jay.
They finally finished the potion, but it was too late... Jay's already dead laying on the floor with poison out from his mouth.
"Shit..." mourned Al and the others.
13th place: Jay Schowzt - The Paparazzo
