Prologue
Rachel was shaking, how had this happened? How had she gotten here? She closed her eyes and hugged her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth. It was her stupid idea to go with the Glee club to the haunted house. Factory of Terror? What was she thinking?
Rachel whimpered in the empty parking lot, leaned against Finn's truck. Waiting. Just waiting. She was too scared to call for him, or to look around. She knew he said he would be right back, but after the evening they had just had, she wasn't so sure.
Then she heard footsteps and her breathing caught. Was it Finn's? Or was it… his?
A cold moist hand touched her knee and she looked at the owner of the hand, it was Finn. She breathed a sigh of relief for a moment before looking at his blood stained hand.
"We have to leave. Now." Finn told her furiously.
"But- did you find your -"
"Rachel!" Finn shouted before pulling her up. "I said NOW!"