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"You have got to be freaking kidding me right now." Adora muttered as the phone on the table started ringing again, not even a minute later than they had put it down.

"Shit." Casey spoke, wiping away the tear that was rolling down her face as she looked down at the phone with fear. Her hand reached for it, but before she could pick the device up, Adora slapped her hand away.

"Are you crazy, Cass?" The girl asked her blonde best friend. "We need to call the cops, okay? Because for all we know, he really is out there. It's doesn't take a lot of time to break in and oh, I don't know, bloody murder us." Adora spoke, her mind racing with all sorts of scenarios that could possible happen tonight if they did not call anyone.

"Maybe we just need to show him that we're not afraid." Casey spoke, showing her determination.

"He's not going to believe that." Adora shook her head, not even realising that Casey had already picked up the phone again and was starting to place it back to her ear.

"Listen, asshole-" The girl angrily spoke into the phone, moving into the kitchen, but her words were abruptly interrupted when a yelling voice, that was even heard by Adora, who was still in the hallway, making sure that every door of the house was definitely locked.

"No, you listen, you little bitch! You hang up on me again and I'll gut you like a fish, understand?" The caller screamed into the phone and Casey let out a small sob, but didn't reply, knowing that her voice would break. "Yeah." The man chuckled, knowing that he had her right were he wanted. And therefore also Adora.

"Is this some kind of joke?" The blonde quietly asked him and she was right. It was clear in her voice that she was crying.

"More of a game, really." The man spoke as Casey slowly started to walk backwards, letting out a small gasp when her back reached the refrigerator. "Can you handle that, blondie?" Casey didn't know why he had waited to say the nickname, but she knew it freaked her out. The girl ran into the hallway, in search of her best friend, really wishing that she had listened to Adora now, checking the doorknobs until she reached her best friend by the front door.

Both friends stood on their tippy toes to look through the window inside the door, looking for any sign of the person calling them constantly.

"Can you see me?" The caller asked them.

"Listen, we are two seconds away from calling the police." Casey weakly spoke to him, her gaze not looking away from the front porch. 

"They'd never make it in time for you and your little friend. We're out in the middle of nowhere." Never before had Casey hated were she lived. The man was right. They really were in the middle of nowhere and nobody was gonna be able to get here in time to safe them from this caller.

"What do you want?" Casey asked, moving over to another window.

"To see what your insides look like." The man spoke and Casey immediately ended the call again, almost breaking down on the floor.

"It's okay. It's okay." Adora repeated as she quickly ran over to hug her best friend. "We're gonna be fine. I promise you." The brunette promised her best friend, who nodded, full on crying now. Both best friends jumped up when they heard the front door bell rang.

"Who's there?" Casey asked a few times, but the person on the other side didn't answer. "We're calling the police." She yelled at the person, but as she went over to the phone, it rang again. 

"You should never say 'who's there?'. Don't you watch scary movies? It's a death wish. You might as well just come out here to investigate a strange noise or something." The man spoke, angrily.

"Look, you have had your fun. You better leave or else." 

"Or else what?" The man asked, amused on how she couldn't even finish her sentence and knowing that she didn't have anything to scare them.

"Or else my boyfriend will be here any second, and he'll be pissed when he finds out." Casey spoke, not seeing her best friend do a sign towards her to stop talking, because of the tears.

Adora had realised Casey had made a mistake. She had told the man that she didn't have a boyfriend. 

"I thought you didn't have a boyfriend." The voice said.

"I lied." Casey spoke, taking small steps backwards. "I do have a boyfriend, and he'll be here any second, so your ass better be gone."

"Sure." The voice whispered, freaking Casey out even more.

"I swear. He's big and he plays football and he'll kick the shit out of you!" The blonde screamed through the phone.

"I'm getting scared. I'm shaking in my boots." The man spoke back to her with a teasing tone in his voice. 

"So, you better just leave." Casey muttered out, feeling herself getting tired from the yelling, the crying and just the fear she had for this caller.

"His name wouldn't be Steve, would it?" The man asked, even though he already knew.

The tiredness was gone when Casey released what he had just said. "How do you know his name?"

"Turn on the patio lights. Again." The unknown man spoke, the teasing tone completely gone.

Casey slowly moved herself towards the light switch and quickly switched on the lights from the patio. Adora was the first of the girls to see what had changed outside. One side of Steve's head was full of blood while he was bound together with duck tape to the chair.

"Oh God!" Casey loudly screamed out, dropping the phone to the ground as she started to unlock the door.

Adora quickly pushed the door back closed when she heard the caller's next words. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Where are you?" Casey asked as she leaned against the window, wanting to go over to her boyfriend, but not daring too in case the caller jumped out of the bushes in the yard.

Adora had already picked up the phone again, but she didn't give it to her already distressed best friend.

"Guess." The man told them through the phone.

"Please, don't hurt him." Adora spoke out as she watched her best friend watch her boyfriend struggle to get free. To get away from whatever this man had planned for him, and deep down she already knew, it was not gonna be anything good.

"That all depends on your friend, babydoll." The called spoke through the phone, and because of the nickname Adora knew that he was talking to her again. He hadn't addressed Casey with a certain nickname, at least not that she knew of. And the way he spoke the word friend didn't sit right with her either. It gave her the chills and it made her nervous. "Give the phone back to her, doll."

Even tho she didn't want too, she handed the phone back to Casey. "Why are you doing this?" Casey immediately asked, not being able to take her tearful eyes off Steve, as if it was gonna save Steve if she didn't look away from him.

"I wanna play a game." The caller clicked his tone.

"No." Casey shook her head.

"Then he dies right now."

"No! No!" The girl screamed into the phone as fast as she could.

"Which is it?" Casey didn't answer. "Which is it?" The called asked again, his voice harsher and more clearer that it had been all evening.

"What kind of game?" Casey chocked out, trying to stop her crying.

"Tell your little friend to turn off the lights. You'll see what kind of game. Just do it!" The caller screamed at her when he didn't hear her speaking. 

Adora who had heard his command threw one last look, one full of telling him how sorry she was for doing what the caller wanted, to Steve, who looked at both the girls, pleading them to help him or at least call someone. 

But despite his muffled screams, because of the duck tape on his mouth, Adora switched the lights off while her friend slid down to the ground, leaning against the TV box.

"Good." The man on the phone spoke with a flirty voice. "Here's how we play. I ask a question, if you get it right, Steve lives."

"Please, don't do this." The girl begged him as she pulled the cable from the lamp out of the socket in the wall, making the room go a few shades darker. 

"Come on, it will be fun!" The caller spoke, the grin on his face clear when he continued through Casey's pleases. "Movie trivia. I'll even give you a warm-up question."

"Don't do this. I can't." Casey spoke and Adora felt her heart break for her best friend.

"Name the killer in Halloween."

"No." Casey let out a cry.

"Come on! It's your favourite scary movie, remember?" The called asked her. "He had a white mask, he stalked the babysitters." He summed up.

"I don't know." Casey spoke, her mind blocked all info of the movie right now.

"Come on. Yes, you do."

"No, please."

"What's his name? Come on, Steve's counting on you."

Adora grabbed a hold of her best friend's hand as she slid down to the ground next to her. "Micheal Myers." Adora softly whispered to her, knowing that she had seen that movie with Billy and Stu a little while back. They had made her. For some reason everyone around her, except for Sidney, had a hidden love for horror movie. She was happy with just a rom-com.

"Yes! Very good, doll!" Adora flinched when she realised he was talking to her and had heard her whisper the answer to Casey. "Now for the real question, for your friend, let her answer this one by herself, that's only fair, isn't it, doll?"

"No!" Casey screamed out.

"But you're gonna do so well. We can't stop now."

"Pleases, stop! Leave us alone!" 

"Then answer the question. Same category." The man spoke, totally unfaced by Casey's fear of not getting her and her best friend and boyfriend out of here alive. "Name the killer in Friday the 13th." The man asked his second question.

"Jason!" The girl jumped up as she yelled the answer over and over again at him. She was so certain of her answer that she hadn't even heard the caller click his tongue.

"I'm sorry. That's the wrong answer."

"No, it's not! No, it's not!" The girl repeated. "It was Jason."

"I'm afraid not. No way."

"Listen, it was Jason. I saw that movie 20 goddamn times!" She yelled.

"Then you should know Jason's mother, Mrs. Voorhees, was the original killer. Jason didn't show up until the sequel." The caller screamed right back at her. Adora stood up as well as she heard the screaming from the other side of the phone. "I'm afraid that was a wrong answer."

"You tricked me." Casey whispered.

"Lucky for you, there's a bonus round." Casey let out a small breath or relief too soon. "But poor Steve! I'm afraid he's out!" 

Adora heard Steve's muffled screams from outside as she quickly switched the lights on again. Tears formed in her eyes as she saw the light in Steve's eyes slowly go out all the while her best friend was screaming and crying from pain and anger, pushing herself back to the spot from a minute ago.

"Hey. We're not finished yet." The caller spoke after he let out a chuckle, that sent goosebumps down Adora's back. Casey put the phone back against her ear. "Final question. Are you ready?"

"Please, just leave me alone."

"Answer the question and I will. What door am I at?" 

"What?" Casey weakly spoke out as she set up a bit higher to search for a weapon, however the only thing she found was a long pin, that wasn't going to be able to do as much hurt to the man as she wanted it too.

"There are two main doors to your house. A front door and the patio doors. If you answer correctly, you live."

"Don't do this. I can't. I won't."

"Your call." The caller whispered into the phone. It was the last thing the girls heard before a chair was thrown through the patio doors. 

"Go!" Adora screamed at Casey, her voice barely cutting through the panic as her friend sprinted toward the kitchen.

Adora had planned to follow, but before she could even take a step, something cold and terrifying wrapped around her waist. Strong arms yanked her back, towards a chest and pulling her off balance. She gasped, her heart racing as she struggled against him, thrashing, screaming and kicking. But no matter how hard she fought, it was pointless—he was too strong for her as he held her tightly against her.

She clawed at his arms, her nails digging into his skin, but her efforts were met with a sharp, sudden pain at the back of her head. The world blurred. Her body went limp as darkness crept into the edges of her vision.

The last thing she heard before everything faded were her best friend's scream echoing through the house, marking the house forever.

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Posted: October 19, 2024

Re-written: Thursday 20/02/2025

Re-posted: Thursday 20/02/2025

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