~Felix
I was driving down the highway listening to some upbeat music to pass the time. I was still feeling a bit guilty, but I was still worried. I checked the map (and my trusty phone) every now and then. I didn't want to get lost. I've actually never been to his house before. But, I kept going onward.
Eventually, I made it to his neighbourhood. Something didn't quite feel right. All the houses were pitch black. I couldn't tell which house was his. And so, I got out of my car, took my flashlight, and looked at every house's number. I could see some wary faces peering from their windows. Wondering why a stranger that is most likely not from LA was looking at their houses. With my flashlight, the atmosphere almost felt like Amnesia or Slender. Now, all I was missing was Stephano.
I finally found his house. The numbers matched up, and so did the house description. All the lights were out, even though I could see one or two candles that lit a mysterious figure, and his car was in the driveway. I assumed that he would've been home. I peered in the window from where I was on the sidewalk. I waited for a response, but there was none.
~Toby
I was almost falling asleep, but I just couldn't. The scenes from the horror movie were forever etched into my mind. The neighbourhood was quieter than I'd expected it to be, since this wasn't the first blackout these people had experienced. I was on the brink of totally freaking out. I tried more tea; but it was cold, and I couldn't warm it up. There was still no power. So, I was sitting in a dark room on a messy couch, after watching a cliffhanger horror movie (since I didn't get to watch the ending yet), waiting for the lights to come back on so my house didn't smell like Christmas.
Suddenly, I heard a bang on the door that nearly gave me a heart attack.
GAAAAHHHH!
