Before the huge crowd of people came over to see Lain and Drake in action, Harry and Jake both went back to the bar with the most stunned expressions on their faces.
"You saw that too right?" Harry asked in a deadpan tone.
"You bet your ass I did." Jake said with the same tone.
One of the people from the crowd suddenly ran into the bar.
"You guys are missing one hell of a show," he said, panting heavily. "I don't know who that girl is, but she's taking it in all three of her holes!"
The freshman went running back to the crowd.
"I did not sign up for this." Jake said to Harry.
"I wasn't expecting this either," Harry said. "But I guess this is the weird side of college life."
Jake chuckled a little, but that was all that came out of his mouth.
"Hey, is that camera still recording?" Harry asked.
"Huh?"
Jake looked at the camera that he was still holding.
"I mean, it's still turned on, but that's it.," Jake said. "It doesn't have a picture or record button."
"That's strange," Harry said. "Don't poi t it at me though. I don't want to be in this weird ass movie."
"Don't worry, I didn't point it at you. I can't really say the same about everyone else though."
"AAAUUUUUUUHHHGHHHH!!!!"
A loud scream could be heard from the other side of the room.
"RRRUUUAAAAAAAAAAUUUUGGHHHH!!!"
There was another scream, except this one sounded like anger.
Before Jake or Harry could ask a single question, hundreds of more screams were echoing throughout the entire house. Harry and Jake immediately ran back into the game room. However, as soon as Jake opened the door.
'SPLAT!'
A streak of blood splashed all over Jake's face as well as parts of the walls.
In fact, almost every single part of the walls, floor, and ceiling were covered in blood.
"What the hell..." Harry started.
"...is this..." Jake ended.
Some people in the crowd were straight up stabbing other people with knives. Some of them looked like they were raping each other.
The rest were stabbing themselves with various objects.
"...He...lp.....me....."
A girl was crawling towards Jake with the most desperate look on her face. Every part of her body was covered in blood and stab wounds. Her lower half was completely naked, exposing another place that was bleeding. Her face was completely devoid of the color and joy that it had shone merely a few moments ago.
She reached her hand out to Jake, hoping that he would save her.
But Jake took too long reaching his hand out.
'SHINK!"
A knife went straight through her throat and more blood splashed onto Jake's face. Jake wanted to run. He wanted to call the cops. He wanted to help at least.
But all Jake was able to do was stare and shake with fear. He never thought that he would ever experience something this evil and terrifying in his life.
Jake suddenly felt something warm splash onto the back of his neck. He slowly turned around, but only to find something that would put even more than a bad scar in his heart.
"Jake..."
Seeing Harry's right arm reaching out to Jake and his left arm trying to pull the knife out of his neck was the breaking point for him.
Jake pulled the knife out of the girl's (the same girl who begged Jake for help) throat and bolted to the man who took his best friend away.
Jake was completely blinded by the rage that swallowed his heart. He kept stabbing and stabbing until he felt like stopping.
Suddenly, the stabbing stopped. Jake finally opened his eyes and realized that the man he was stabbing, the man who took his friend away, was no other...than the very corpse of Harry himself.
Jake was completely blinded by his own rage to realize what Harry was doing to himself.
"W...What...?" Jake croaked.
Jake didn't witness someone murder his best friend. He witnessed his best friend commit suicide...
Jake dropped the knife and tried his best to keep his balance. He saw his entire world turning and warping all around him. He felt dizzy, then vomited. He looked around the game room which was all covered in blood, only to realize that he dropped his camera.
The camera was facing at him and Harry after Jake dropped it.