"I think I'll stay with Otis." O:"YESS!" C:"What?!" Otis wraps his arm around me and pulls me close to annoy Chop Top. "Well Chop Top what else can I say except.. SUCKS TO SUCK! (Y/n) will be staying in the best room in the house!" Otis pulls me inside his room leaving everyone else behind.

Suddenly I felt terrified, I'm in his room alone with him, why did I choose him?! He's the most likely to kill me, he literally knocked me out and kidnapped me! This is not good at all. "You good?" I blink, breaking myself from my thoughts. "Huh? Oh, y-yeah just lost in thought." "You sure? You froze up like a fuckin' stick." Otis freezes in a random pose mocking me then laughs about it. I laugh awkwardly letting my eyes land on Otis' bulletin board with all the pictures of dead women.

"Hey who's the girl in this picture?" I say walking over to the board. "I don't know their fucking names. You think I pay attention to that shit?" I point to the ripped picture of the skeleton girl and say "This one seems like you're her friend taking her picture." Otis looks at the one I'm pointing at. "...She's no one." Otis walks over to the bulletin board, takes the photo down and puts it in his pocket. "She's just a backstabbing bitch." Otis mutters under his breath. He was probably hoping I wouldn't hear him.

"So you ever fuck anyone?" Otis asks out the blue forgetting about the picture. "What?!" Blood rushes to my face making me burn red. "Are you a virgin?" "Yes." "So you've never had sex?" Otis asks looking me up and down. "No! And stop looking at me like I'm some piece of fuckable meat!" I childishly fake stomp my way over to Otis' bed, lay down and wrap myself in a blanket burrito. O:"Are you going to sleep already?" "No, I can't fall asleep remember. Freddy will appear in my dreams unless I take some dream suppressant pills." Otis sits next to me on the bed and says "Like these?" Otis pulls a small bottle of pills out of his pants pocket. 'Hipnosil' It red. "Yeah but why would you need them?" O:"To suppressant fuckin'dreams." Otis just tosses the pills at me like I'm a useless prisoner just living in their jail. Well I guess I kinda am. I pick them up from wherever they landed next to me and put them in my pocket.

"Well I'm beat. I'm going to bed." Otis goes over to his bed and lays down pulling the blanket over him. I blush at the fact that we have to sleep in the same bed then shake my head clearing any... Unnecessary thoughts.

I lay there a few minutes waiting for Otis to fall asleep so I can walk around to look for an exit. Assuming he was asleep I tiptoe out of bed and over to Otis' large window.

Unfortunately this type of window doesn't open so that's a no go. I quietly walk over to the door and turn the knob but it's locked. WHEN DID HE EVEN HAVE TIME TO LOCK IT?!?! Well there's another door presumably a closet but still gonna check. *Turns doorknob* Also locked. *Huff* 'Guess I'll have to wait til tomorrow to find a way out of here.' I stand next to the window thinking about if anyone would hear and my probability of survival. Then I see a van pull into the driveway. What that's Adam's uncle's van!

My eyes widen and I quickly move closer to the window. "Adam?!" I whisper to myself. Becky sticks her head out of the passenger window and points at my window. I wave my arms to show I can see them too. Becky pulls her head back in the car then says something to Adam but I couldn't hear them.

"Adam! That's (Y/n), in the upstairs window!" "No shit Sherlock, what's she doing up there?" I snap sarcastically. "Why don't you ask her Glasses-McGee?!" I climb out of the van and yell "What're you doing up there?!!"

Adam yells something to me but I can't hear what he's saying so I put my hand next to my ear and make a 'What was that?' face.

"I don't think she can hear me." "Obviously. Let's just head inside already." Becky gets out of the car and walks up to the front door. "Waitwaitwait!" Becky opens the door and looks at me like it's no big deal but it is. "(Y/n) is a killer magnet so for all we know this probably a killer's house." I say walking inside after Becky. "I doubt this is a killers house." I huff and grab my mini UV flashlight keychain and shine it on the walls. It shows all the old bloodstains that once adorned the houses walls. Becky looks at me with a very concerned look on her face probably worried about if (Y/n) is okay. "See now we need to hurry and find (Y/n) before her blood is on these walls." Then we hear a thud from upstairs.

From Otis' window I see Becky and Adam enter the house. 'Aw shit!' I quietly pace back and forth panicking in my head.

'There are six killers in this house and they're walking right in! At least they're good friends but NO!, DO NOT RISK YOUR LIFE FOR ME! They aren't gonna kill me so I'll find a way out myself and catch up later but they just had to step in harm's way. NOOOO! Uhg!' Then I hear a thud from the next room over.

'What the fuck was tha-!'

I kneel down next to Chop Top's bed that he's laying next to. "That thud was Chop Top falling out of bed." Chop Top sits up rubbing the metal plate on his head. "Ow! Fucking bitch!" Then he hears whispering from downstairs. He stands up completely fazing through me like I don't exist. He takes his wig/hair piece off a mannequin head sitting on his bedside table and puts it on his head.

Chop Top opens his closet, grabs his trusty sledgehammer and chuckles evil-y to himself. "Someones gonna die~" He sings will a laugh afterwards.