10:40p.m., Jason yawned and stretched. Thinking that the feeling was his imagination and that the killer wasn't coming he stood up and made to switch off the lights but suddenly the lights went off on its own, leaving the house in darkness. The darkness was eerie and silent that he felt his hair stand up, shivers running down his spine.
His hear thumped and raced and it took him sheer willpower to control himself. He quickly found a torch and switched it on and with his phone in hand he waited while his heart drummed in his ear. He glanced around, trying to calm his racing heart and reassure himself that all was well.
Then he felt drowsy and his knees buckled and his eyelids grew heavy. He quickly understood that this was the phase where the halothane came into play.
