MARK AND GLENN

Pew! "Holy shit man." 'Blood' was splattered on the screen and Glenn was doing a victory dance. The two males were playing an array of video games, ranging from First Person Shooters to RPGS. Mark pouted at his friend. "You're rubbing it in," Glenn snickered and tipped his baseball hat. "You owe me a pizza."

"Glenn, your a pizza boy, not me. Can't you get any pizza?"

"False!" He stated and pointed his finger. "My boss would scream at me! Don't you remember...Last summer?" The boys shivered in disgust at the memory. "Don't remind me." Mark groaned. "Come on, let's just play Half Minute Heros." Without giving him a response, Glenn popped in the game and threw a controller at Mark.

"Hey, watch it! You coulda broke my glasses."

"You're such a nerd." The duo sat down and started playing. "Mark what the hell I wanted the red flag!" He grinned. "You snooze, you loose." Buttons were quickly tapped and sweat poured down their faces. Shouts of; "Go reset it!" "You piece of shit!" "How the hell are you so powerful?" resounded through Glenn's apartment.

"Ha!" Mark fist bumped the air. "Hear Hear!" The words on the screen appeared like normal. "It seems the true hero is... Mark!" The screen went black.

"... See that's proof right there I'm the true hero."

"Shut up."

Instead of the pixel time goddess appearing, a simple pixelated envelope with the words 'YOUR INVITED' below it.

"...What the fuck?"

LILY AND LARRY

"Lilith," The father and daughter stared each other down. Neither of them spoke, almost as if they were daring each other to speak. "Yes, dad?" Lily and Larry had been arguing for the past hour and a half over the ownership of a letter, who was addressed to 'L. CAUL' which could mean either of them.

"It's mine."

"No it belongs to both of us."

"Lilith it belongs to me!"

"Dad. It's. For. Both. Of. Us!"

The large male quickly dived at the letter and held it high in the air. "Dad, what the hell!?" A triumphant smirk was plastered on his face. "If you admit it's mine, I'll open it and read it!" He proclaimed. Lily sighed in defeat. "Fine, fine, just open the damn thing!" With a quick rip the top of the envelope Larry's eyes scanned the paper. "..." The letter fluttered to the floor. "...Lily," It was surprising he called her that instead of Lilith. "It appears we have been invited to a dinner at William Carvers home." He was oddly calm.

"Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go take my pills."

DOUG AND CARLEY

The young IT Technician always thought the news reporter was pretty. It was a shame he was shy. "In other news..." Doug clenched the envelope and gulped. "I hope she says yes..." Doug had gotten the invite in the mail the other day and was immediately ecstatic. He was never invited to anything before! Not even his best friends birthday party...

"This is Carley, signing off." People rushed around, shutting of equipment and getting ready for whatever was next. "I can do it." Doug whispered under his breath. He quickly strode up to Carley and tapped her on the shoulder. "Mm?" They both came face to face. "Oh um- hi, Carley!" Carley gave Doug a strange look. "Oh um.. Hello Doug."

Doug really wanted some pie right now. "I was um, wondering, well... I got this invite to William Carvers dinner! And I was curious if you wanted to go...?" Carley furrowed her brows. Was she just asked out...? "...Sure, why not."

BEN

Ben sighed and twirled his pencil. Band practise was canceled, and Travis was at practise, so he was all alone. He didn't really have friends besides Travis, and Band was just a way to escape. "Loser!" Jenny threw a crumpled up piece of paper at his head. "Just a normal day in the daily life of Ben Paul..."

He swatted the paper away and began conducting his own imaginary orchestra. The teen never knew what he wanted to be, originally his plan was to became a musician but Travis told him it was a stupid dream.

"Dammit Travis..."

"BEN PAUL PLEASE REPORT TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE NOW."

"Oooooh!" Ben grunted. "What did Travis blame on me now...?" The tall teen got up from his seat, but not before getting hit with another piece of paper, and stalked towards the principals office. "Nyeh nyeh nyeh, my name is Travis and I blame EVERYTHING on Ben because it's always his fault! Nyeh!"

But much to Bens surprise, Travis nor the principal were there. "A letter came for you, I'm not sure why here, but it showed up." Hesitantly, Ben picked up the letter from the secretary and shuffled away to the bathroom. He plunked down on the toilet and slowly opened up the letter.

"I'm... Invited?"

AN: Ta-da! Chapter two! I have a feeling I made some characters a bit to OOC- but I hope I did my best. You guys can ask who you want next, and you can guess who's the killer to if you want!