Gruff Island, Arora Continent.
Haunted building.
At night.
Seeing the door closed behind them, all the eight people felt a chill crawling down their spines.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no... god this can't be happening.... the doors not opening…. SOMEONE HELP USSSSSSSSSS..... THERE ARE PEOPLE HEREEEEEEE.... AHHHHHHHH...… UHMMMMMMMMM..." Leon couldn't speak anymore as Victoria directly gave him a headlock, pulled him back, trying so hard not to kill this motherfucker, who was called her boyfriend.
So, so, so, so fucking embarrassing.
And looking at Leon behaving like this, the other seven just sighed.
This was exactly how cannon fodder in horror movies acted. And the first one to die was always the most panicked one.
And somehow, Leon fit that description completely and utterly.
