Bryan's POV
-"Here at John Smith University- Yes, the middle aged man who married a 14 year old Indian girl named Pocahontas to keep a peace treaty, has a University." I scoff, waving my arms.
-"Cut, Cut!" Emily shouted, putting down the video camera, sighing. I roll my eyes, leaning against one of the trees as Jackson groaned, spinning his ball on his finger.
-"If Naomi doesn't get here, I swear to god we're all going to fail this class." Jackson hissed as I felt my phone vibrate.
-"Ah, great!" I said, showing them my phone as it revealed a text from Naomi, telling us to video chat with her in 10 minutes. We all immediately went into our cars, making our way back.
I felt relieved, because we got three extra days left to bring in the work, it's a weird holiday all college students have around here, it's fucking silly.
I finally make it to my apartment, opening my door as I dropped my stuff, going towards my laptop, immediately clicking group call.
-"Welcome, to the 24 hour video chat, with yours truly." Naomi chuckled out as Emily clapped, squealing.
-"Yaaaay!" She shouted as Jackson walked in, taking off his shirt.
-"Seriously Jack, why reveal your hot ass abs?" I said sarcastically, Naomi scoffing, trying to contain her laughter. Emily then spinned in her swivel chair, yawning.
-"Okay, what do we talk about." I said.
Naomi snapped her fingers, starting to bat at her desk, making a tune.
-"The project, we should change the topic!" Emily said, stopping to spin.
-"Well, we do need to change it." Jackson said, rolling his eyes. I then tilt my head, taking a sip from my beer bottle, staring closely into my laptop.
-"Jesus Bryan, we don't need to see your scalp." Naomi hissed, shuddering a bit.
-"No, no, it's..I got a weird idea." I typed on my keyboard a random name, bursting out laughing. Emily seemed confused but Jackson immediately knew what I am up to.
-"I'm going to friend request a stranger..And we'll see what happens here." I smirk.
-"Bryan." Naomi stopped me before I pressed send. She stared into my eyes, concerned as I still pressed send.
-"Damn it, O'Conner!" She yelled, Jackson clapping as he laughed harder.
-"Oh, Oh, let's make our little movie about our video chats!" Emily said.
Naomi nodded, agreeing to her idea as Emily pressed record on her screen recorder.
-"This is going to be insane, we might all get an A in shit bullshit of a project." I said as Naomi almost choked on her sandwhich. Emily giggled, standing up as she made her way to the bathroom.
-"Think of an intro for our little project, Bryan." Jackson snickered out, running his fingers through his hair, yawning.
-"Oh, Oh, I got it." I clear my throat, cracking my knuckles confidently, arching a brow. Naomi continued eating her sandwich, hoping she won't choke again.
-"Here we have four people, the smart, the crazy, the goof and the dick." I laugh softly, watching Emily come back into the room.
-"And these four people are in a journey into a horror tale!" Emily said jokingly.
-"Our friend Bryan friend requested a stranger on Skype and-" Naomi was cut off by my blank expression.
-"It texted me." I said, jaw dropping.
Emily gasped in amazement, giggling.
I click it's message and I seem to have a file.
-"Dude, fucking open it." Jackson said, biting his lip, feeling excited. I click on the file and it opens with many other files inside it.
-"We have all day to look at these!" I said, clicking on one of them as it gave us a few pictures of a happy family and old baby pictures.
-"This stranger must be happily married." Naomi pointed out, wiping her mouth with her arm.
-"This is just weird. What person sends a total stranger a file with pic-" I pause, setting down my beer bottle, leaning back on my chair.
-"Show us Bryan, show us!" Emily said.
I then manage to add my laptop screen onto the chat, revealing a picture of an old naked lady tied up and killed. Jackson cringed, almost flying off his seat as Naomi gagged, covering her screen.
-"Holy shit, who's the person?" Emily asked, I point to the stranger on Skype, it's name was Blank. So it might be a serial killer or so.
-"I was only joking about the horror story!" Emily whined, resting her head on her arms, pouting. I keep scrolling down the file, stopping upon a 3 minute long video.
-"Bryan..Don't fucking click it." Naomi shook her head, pleading me to not do any more stupid bullshit as I usually do in life. I click the video anyway because I am curious and why the fuck not?
The video was somebody walking in catacombs, with other people who are wearing masks, one was an elephant mask as the other was a lion mask. They all stumble upon a cage which seems to be full of bodies and only one of them was alive.
-"Bryan, turn it off." Emily gulped.
The video kept going, they dragged the live boy into a leather chair, strapping him down as they dragged him into another room, leaving the camera there. Inside that room, there was another masked person, having a tray of knives and surgery supplies.
-"Bryan." Jackson covered Emily's eyes, Naomi rolling away from her screen.
-"Fear on fire." Said the masked person as it slowly cut open the boy's neck open, then cutting his torso. I scream, canceling the link, panting a bit as I rub my eyes.
-"We need to do something else.." Emily shakily said, inviting me and Naomi for a game of virtual truth or dare. We spent almost 9 hours playing it, eating dinner, snacks and shit.
-"Ok, ok, last one..Naomi, truth or dare." I ask, opening my sixth can of beer from the entire day. Naomi puffed out her cheeks, looking around.
-"I choose dare." She said. I smirk and make a gesture of her flashing her tits to the camera.
-"Bryan no, this is for a school project!" Emily laughed, leaning on Jackson.
-"Ok, Ok, Fine, FINE." I sigh, as a text from Blank came through. Then another, and another. Naomi turned slightly pale as Emily stared at the screen, becoming confused having Jackson beside her, hugging her.
-"I TOLD YOU!" Naomi screeched out, covering her mouth, feeling paranoid.
I sat there, hesitating to reply back.
-"Oh shit, shit, shit, shit, did I get us all fucked?" I gulp, looking at them all, Jackson just shrugged as Emily stared to breathe heavily.
"I want to play a game.
And you and your friends are my pawns.
Let's begin. :)"
What did Blank mean by a game..?
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Horror"Bryan, Bryan, say something!" Naomi screeched through the cam, the screen was nothing but darkness. Me and Emily were confused, they kept staring at Bryan's screen. I then try to send a text to Bryan. "He's not here.." A raspy voice spoke through h...
