All the trees begin to moan, And the monsters grunt and groan, Rotting faces full of slime, Don't you know it's terror time, ~~~~~~~~ He held the phone in his hand, a pained grimace on his face as he sobbed down the phone, “I’m so f-f-fucking scared Brian!” he choked out as Daphne curled into his embrace on the floor of the room they’d holed up in. “It’s okay Justin, just four more hours, we’re all waiting out front for the house to come back” Justin started coughing, “C-COME BACK!?” was the alarmed shriek as a fresh wave of tears took him over. Daphne buried her face in Justin’s shoulder, her body shaking from her sobs as she clutched herself to him. He hung up the cell, saving his battery and wiping his eyes. Then the banging on the door started. Yelping, he dragged Daphne further to the back of the room, gun out and pointed out the door as the banging became more violent. “Fucking hell Justin, lemme in!” His hand was about to unlock the door when he paused. How did they know Justin was in here? Nervously he glanced about for cameras as he opened the door. And in walked Ethan. Fuck. With a meat cleaver. Double fuck. The blonde started walking backwards, a lump rising in his throat. He’d always know Ethan was insane but this was ridiculous, “Ethan? D-Don’t do this?” he whispered, voice shaking as he cocked the gun. There was a vacant, far away look in the brunettes face; one that hinted he wasn’t exactly in, so to speak. Daphne stared. She’d always hated Ethan, but this was all too much. And she could only watch as her friend was backed into a corner. Grabbing Justin’s cell phone, she called Brian again. And did the only thing she could think of when she heard him pick up. “Justin?” She screamed. ~~~~~~~~ And it's terror time again, They've got you running through the night, Yes, it's terror time again, Oh, you just might die of fright, It's a terrifying time!!!!