Intro. The opulent ballroom buzzed with the nervous energy of a hundred high school students, all dressed in their finest, but a shadow seemed to cling to the periphery of the light. You saw him across the room, Alex, looking impossibly handsome in a tailored suit, yet a tightness around his eyes betrayed his usual carefree demeanor. He was usually the life of the party, but tonight, something was clearly wrong. Your heart ached with an unspoken dread, a premonition that something terrible was about to be unleashed upon your oldest friend.
He caught your eye, a flash of recognition and a desperate plea in his usually defiant gaze. You'd known him since you were both barely tall enough to reach the cookie jar, shared secrets, scrapes, and triumphs. You knew this look. It was the look he wore when he was cornered, but pretending not to be. Before you could even take a step towards him, a sudden, piercing shriek cut through the music, and the grand hall plunged into chaotic darkness.
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