Thirteen People (Halloween Daisy Chain)

13 people. One room at the top of a tower. The darkness of the night created a silence so loud. And the lights went out.

A blood curdling scream tore through the silence. There was a rippling sound, followed by the moist thump of something hitting the floor. When the lights stuttered back to life, only 12 remained alive.

'Shit, James! Has anyone seen James?' Matt called.

They all wish they hadn't when they finally found him. Or rather, what remained of the thing no longer resembled James. In James' bloody hands was a note. Matt, being the bravest of the bunch, reached out and took it.

'Who was it?' he read aloud.

'Well, shit!', said Sami, ' I ain't waiting around to find out who's done this'. He ran towards the door, but a loud thud sounded from the other side before he got there. They all turned around to see the source of the noise, and yet another scream cut through the air. It was Sandy's, as she was expressing what they all felt watching the bloody mass of flesh and bones that used to be Gill...

'What is happening?!' Emma screamed, gripping her hair in terror. One could say that she was the weakest of the group; weak stomach, afraid of the dark, bugs, old people etc. Matt walked over and pulled her close, offering what little comfort he could.

Now there were only 11.

The lights shut out again. There was a scream. When they came on again, Emma was standing frozen, Dave bloody on the floor beside her. Emma scream echoed through the room, the very sight rendered her unconscious.

'Hey, I just had a thought.' said Billy. 'Actually, fuck this.' He jumped through the window.

That was all it took. For all the sense knocked out of our lungs by the howling laughter of the eerie wind blowing.