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Your name is Stacy Holmes. You are 17 years old and freezing cold on this brisk October morning. Your boyfriend Brad was supposed to pick you up for school like ten minutes ago. You tap your foot on the concrete sidewalk outside your house impatiently. You peer down Elm street and see absolutely nothing. Your Motorola rings. It's Brad. (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")+(t8n-time:0.6s)[[Pick up the phone->Stacy pick up phone]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

"Hey Stace," he says. "Big trouble with the car. It's all smoking and shit - you good walking to school, babe?" (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Whatever, fine. ->Stacy mad]] (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Sure, that's fine - Are you okay?->Stacy worried ]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence Monday, October 31, 1997 ]

"C'mon, babe, don't be like that. I'll make it up to you tonight, I promise. It'll be the most wicked Halloween you've ever had." You roll your eyes. "Yeah, sure. I'll see you then." You snap your phone shut. Time to walk (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to Woodhaven High School->Stacy go to school]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

"Babe, you're too sweet. Yeah, I'm fine. I'll swing by your place later to check in, okay?" "Sounds good. I'll see you at school?" "Of course, baby." You hear a click when he hangs up and sigh. You were really looking forward to that ride. Brad's just such a sweet guy - you're so lucky you get to date him. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to Woodhaven High School->Stacy go to school]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

You walk into the crowded halls of Woodhaven High. People make way as you strut by, flipping your perfect hair when you reach your locker. Your friend, Jennifer Chan is standing right in front of it, dabbing her lips with gloss when you approach. She looks you up and down and smirks. "Cute fit. You gonna wear that to the party tonight?" (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Obviously...->Stacy wearing outfit]] (t8n-time:0.6s)[[...not->Stacy not wearing outfit]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Woodhaven High School ]

"That's like, so... bold. It's like, so cool, how you, like, just don't care what other people think. I bet that's what Brad likes about you. How...not typical you are. Special little Stacy." Jen muses as you open your locker. Bitch. "Yeah, thanks Jen." You give her a tight lipped smile. Jen is Eric' girlfriend, and Eric is best friend's with Brad, so naturally, you have to be friends with her. Even if she's full of it. You tamp down the urge to retaliate. "I've gotta head, but I'll see you later." "You sure will!" Jen calls after you. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to class ->Stacy Class]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Woodhaven High School ]

"Oh, thank god. I'm not even sure Brad's taste could account for //that//." Jen laughs as you open your locker. Damn. You thought this looked alright. "Yeah, right. I have something totally different for tonight." You give her a your best fake smile. Jen is Eric' girlfriend, and Eric is best friend's with Brad, so naturally, you have to be friends with her. Even if she's... Jen. "I've gotta head, but I'll see you later." "You sure will!" Jen calls after you. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to class ->Stacy Class]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Woodhaven High School ]

You get to class and sit down in front of your neighbor, Maria Prescott. You guys used to be close when you were kids, but now she's kind of a nerd, and you--you aren't. She tries to check on you. "Hey, uh, you good? I know today is practically the anniversary and all..." She stutters. Other people glance at you and you groan. You really wish she didn't bring it up. "I'm fine, thanks." You turn away from her and pointedly stare into your hand mirror, messing with your hair. The rest of class, and the whole day, goes by uneventfully. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Time to head home. ->Stacy home]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Woodhaven High School ]

Back at your place, you start getting ready for the party. Jen's made you think twice about your outfit, so you change. Silence fills the house. It's always been quiet, since Cindy... Your parents never want to be home anymore. You put on a mixtape to keep you company. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Apply Makeup->Stacy Makeup ]] (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Check phone->stacy phone]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

You look fantastic. Finally. But this look doesn't quite match your top. You take another whirl in your closet. You pull a shirt out that looks a little unfamiliar. It's tight white baby tee with red borders and a bright red flower decal right on the sternum. You look at it sadly. This was her favorite shirt. It still hurts, even a year later. Maybe... You pull the top on. It's a perfect fit. You look just like her in this. You look away before you tear up. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to Eric's McMansion->Stacy party]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

You take a look at your phone and see Brad is calling. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Pick up->stacy answer]] (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Ignore.->Stacy no answer]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

The party is insane. You can barely hear anything over this insanely loud music. Max Cooper is standing on a table, giving a drunken speech about surviving horror movies or something. Yawn. You can't see Bradley anywhere. He promised he'd see you here. You bite your lip, a little worried. Eric sloshes by with a beer and yells "Stace! Welcome! Grab a drink and come here!" (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Grab a drink->Stacy drink]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Eric's McMansion ]

There are no drinks in the kitchen. You could check the basement, where you know Eric's not-so-secret stash is. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to basement->Stacy basement]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Eric's McMansion ]

You take a few steps down to the basement when the door leading in locks behind you. You turn back to check it. You see a tall figure in a Ghostface mask at the door. You sigh. "Cliche, much? Nice try, Max." "I'm not Max." The figure laughs, grainy voice cutting out as he barks. You don't recognize that voice. "C'mon, Stacy. You don't wanna play?" He pulls out a rusty, blood-stained knife. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Fight him->stacy fight]] (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Run!->stacy run]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Eric's McMansion ]

You throw your best punch at his stupid masked face. It doesn't do much. He grabs your wrist with his free hand and slices across it with his knife. You shriek and try to recoil, but he doesn't let you. "Well, aren't you sensitive?" he jokes as he squeezes your bleeding wrist. You shriek in pain. You panic, trying to kick or hit him with any of your free limbs. He laughs in your face. You try to scream for help but his knife reaches your throat first. "Aw, baby. No one's coming for you anymore. This is the end of the line, Stace." He slashes your throat so quickly you can hardly see it happen. You see so much blood. It's the most horrible thing you've ever seen. (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Everything fades to black.->Maria 1]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Eric's McMansion ]

You sprint down the stairs, trying to find another exit, but he is hot on your heels. You feel his arm snatch around your mid section as he grabs you. "Trying to end the game so soon? Fine with me." You struggle against his grip but find no success. He brings his knife to your throat. "Goodbye, Stacy." You feel thick, hot, screaming pain as his knife slides against your neck. (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Everything fades to black.->Maria 1]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: Eric's McMansion ]

You wake up bright and early. Your name is Maria Prescott. You are 16 years old and rushing to get ready for school. It's Halloween, so you just //have// to go in costume. You peer out your window and see your best friend, Stacy Holmes standing on the sidewalk outside her house. Well, she //was// your best friend. She hasn't really talked to you lately, what with her new boyfriend and her new friends and her new look... Not that you're jealous or anything. Not at all. (t8n-depart:"flicker")[[Go downstairs.->downstairs maria ]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence Monday, October 31, 1997 ]

You answer the phone. "Babe! You'll never guess where I am." You huff, amused. "The party?" "You bet! That's my smart girl. Now, guess who's not here?" "Brad, I promise I'm coming soon." "Alright babe, whatever you say. I'll just have to see who //is// here to pass the time with til you arrive..." Fuck, he's doing it again. You know he's just teasing, but sometimes, you think he might actually do it. He's always telling you that men have needs, and maybe... you aren't meeting his. Your skin crawls. "God, you dick, I'll be there soon. Don't do anything stupid!" "No promises, babe." He hangs up. You finish getting ready in a rush. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to Eric's McMansion->Stacy party]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

He's been so hot and cold lately. One second he's way too pushy, the next, he's off doing god knows what with god knows who. You know he really wants to take your relationship to the next level and you haven't been ready so maybe it's your fault but... it doesn't feel right. It just doesn't. You finish getting ready. (t8n-time:0.6s)[[Go to Eric's McMansion->Stacy party]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Stacy Holmes Location: The Holmes' Residence ]

Your dad is sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a steaming hot cup of coffee and reading the paper. He's already in uniform. [["I thought you had the day off?" ->maria police news ]] [["Leaving soon?"->maria dad advice ]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

"It was supposed to be, til' someone up and calls the station in the middle of the night sayin' they saw some guy in a spooky mask wandering the park." That's no reason to call your dad in when he's off duty. "So?" You ask. "So, everyone's called in today. You and I know it's probably some punk playin' a joke but it's a touch too close to the shit that went down last year at GHU. Gotta be on high alert." You wince. "Yeah, probably just a punk. Stay safe, okay?" He huffs a laugh. "I should be tellin' you that. Now get on going, okay? Make sure you keep your spray on ya. Whole lotta freaks gonna be out tonight." [[Check for your pepper spray. ->maria check spray]] [[You probably have it, so you head to school.->maria school morning]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

"Yeah" he grunts out. "Last minute call. Chief's freakin' out." As one of a few officers in the small Woodhaven Police Department, your dad's hours can be all over the place. You were supposed to hand out candy together tonight, but you aren't too disappointed. There's always next year. You. "Aw, rough Stay safe, okay?" He huffs a laugh. "I should be tellin' you that. Now get on going, okay? Make sure you keep your spray on ya. Whole lotta freaks gonna be out tonight." [[Check for your pepper spray. ->maria check spray]] [[You probably have it, so you head to school.->maria school morning]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

As you head out, you search your bag for your pepper spray. You feel around your bag but can't feel the familiar shape of your safety keychain. You know it was in your backpack. You think back to where it could be. You were sure it was in your bag yesterday morning, but then you went to school and the library, and you got all those books that just wouldn't fit in your backpack until you took out - Ah. That's where it went. You should probably find it - it's pretty unlikely you'll need it in a sleepy town like Woodhaven, but your dad always taught you it's better to be safe than sorry. [[Go to the Woodhaven Library->maria library morning]] [[Go to Woodhaven High School.->maria school morning]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

You wave goodbye and take your walk to school. Your friend Max Cooper is waiting for you by the main entrance of Woodhaven High. He waves you over with a determined look in his eye. You scuttle on up to where he stands. "Good morning!" "Yeah, yeah, great morning, beautiful day, small talk this, how ya doing that - I gotta cut to the chase here, Mari. You'll never believe what I got. " You are certain you will, in fact, believe Max got whatever he's holding surreptitiously beneath his coat. "What'd you get?" "Only a brand new DVD version of Halloween. This shit is hot off the press at Videos&More. It's not even shelved yet." Max announces proudly. You give the DVD a wary look. "Max, you know I can't take scary movies." You protest. You couldn't sleep for weeks after seeing Beetlejuice. And that was //Beetlejuice.// "But how will you learn to love them if you don't give them a try?" [["Maybe I'll never learn." ->maria school party invite]] [["Okay, okay! I'll give it a shot." ->maria school party invite]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

You have a bit of time before 1st period, so you run to the library. You walk through the automatic doors and breathe in. The scent of books fills your nose and you feel yourself relax. The library is your happy place. Ms. Brown, the ancient librarian peeks over her desk at you. "You can't need more books after the haul you took last night, dear." [["No such thing as too many books!"->maria librarian convo]] [["Actually, I'm looking for something..."->maria librarian tip]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

Max unleashes a blinding grin. "Movie challenge accepted!" He swings his arm around you. "I'll be hosting a viewing at Eric's tonight. I better see you there!" You bite your lip. You're not really the party type... Well, okay. You'd have to go to a party to know if you're the type or not. But you're pretty sure your lack of party invites indicates you are, in fact, not a party person. [["I don't know..."->maria convincing]] [["Okay, fine. Party challenge accepted."->maria convinced.]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

Ms. Brown lets out a hearty laugh. "Too right, dear, too right." She reaches for her cane and pushes herself up to stand eye to eye with you. "However, I must impose the rules on all visitors of the library, regardless of how passionate a reader they may be: you cannot check out more than 7 books at a time." Her eyes are kind, yet firm with her conviction in the sanctity of the rules of the library. Your shoulders sag. Sure, you came here for pepper spray, but another book would've been perfect to keep you company while your dad is busy with work tonight. Ms. Brown taps her cane on the ground. "Now, dear, it certainly seems like you should get going. You'll be late!" [["I can't leave yet, I'm looking for something"->maria librarian tip]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

She blinks. "For what, dear?" "My pepper spray? I think I must've left it here last night." You hope someone didn't take it by mistake... "Your spray? Why, dear, I found it last night. One of your friends came by and took it." You blink. Your friend? "Which...friend of mine came by, Ms. Brown?" She taps her spectacles and considers. "You know, that boy who always returns laser discs late. He has the, hm, the spiky hair? And the long coat? He told me you left your spray and he would return it to you." Spiky hair... long coat... sounds an awful lot like your friend Max. He's always been a little too obssessed with you, [["Thank you! I'll be right back."->maria library search]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]?

You walk slowly through the aisles, head turned down to search for your spray on the ground. (after:2s)[= A loud slam snaps your spine straight. You try to peer above the top of the shelves to see if someone else is around, but your tiptoes only get you so far. You don't hear anything else, so you decide to resume your search. [[Maybe you should come back later.->maria stacks leave safely]] [[It's nothing, you're fine to keep going.->maria stacks search get spray]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

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"Jesus fucking christ, do you have to be so loud?" The figure behind you grabs you by the throat. Your eyes bulge out as his grip tightens around your throat. You can't breathe. Youcan'tbreatheyoucan'tbreatheyoucantbreatheyoucant- Your panic subsides when you catch a shiny, metal object glint against the harsh lights. [[Try to kick it out of his hands!->maria kick]] [[Pry his hands of your damn throat!->maria pry]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

Your attempt a kick comes off more like a flail. The knife draws closer as hot tears form in your eyes. You can't even beg for your life. You wonder if this is it. (click:?page)[= You forgot to tell your dad you loved him before you left this morning. You...you hope he knows. You close your eyes as the knife presses right up against the well of your throat. "You were always so damn talkative. Maybe now you'll finally learn to keep your mouth shut." (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")+(t8n-time:2s)[[Everything fades to black.->Jennifer 1]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

You drag your nails against his gloved hands, searching for any kind of grip to pry his hands off your neck. He doesn't seem to like that. "You bitch. You're always getting in the goddamn way, you know that? Always so fucking annoying, hanging around like anyone wants you here." He snarls. "I'll tell you what. You won't need to hang on much longer." The knife draws closer as hot tears form in your eyes. You can't even beg for your life. "You won't be telling anyone a thing now, will you? Serves you right, you nosy little bitch." [[Everything fades to black...->Jennifer 1]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

You wake up feeling like shit. God, you don't even remember how you got this fucked up last night. Your name is Jennifer Chan. You are 17 years old, and you are //so// over it. (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Jennifer Chan Location: Macher Apartments ]

Your sprint comes to a sudden halt when your forehead makes direct contact with the low-hanging pipe. You feel your head spin with the force of your collision. A second of distraction is all he needed. "Come on,

You head to the dark grey door that leads down the library's stacks. As you head down the steps, you duck your head to avoid hitting a low-hanging pipe. You wonder how mnay library employees brained themselves on that thing. You arrive at the stacks floor. Staring out at the maze of books, you wonder where to get started. [[Go right.->maria stacks right]] [[Go left.->maria stacks right]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

You rush up the stairs. The stacks were really starting to freak you out. You shudder. You can't get rid of the feeling that something weird was down there. "Ah, dear, you found it! I'm glad." [[Ask Ms. Brown who else was at the library yesterday. ->maria clue library]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

You catch a glimpse of something hot pink on the floor in the corner of your eye. You You'd recognize that shade anywhere! You rush over to pick it up. You aren't totally sure how it got here - you definitely didn't visit the stacks yesterday... (set: $itemd to (a:"Pepper Spray")) [[Whatever! Grab your pepper spray and go!->maria stacks leave safely]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

"Hm. Not many people came by yesterday... Why do you ask, dear?" Why do you ask? Because you have a freaky hunch someone stole your pepper spray? "I, uh, just want to see if maybe one of my friends came by to check out some stuff for a project." "Oh, yes! There was that boy who always returns DVDs late. He has the, hm, the spiky hair? And the long coat? He came by to look at some reference books we haven't kept on hand in years." Spiky hair... long coat... sounds an awful lot like your friend Max. (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven Library ]

You rush into your first period class, wholly out of breath. You catch Jennifer Chan side-eyeing you as she whispers to Stacy and laughs. You wince. At least Stacy didn't laugh. "Take a seat, Ms. Prescott. We can't wait all period for you to grace us with your presence." Mr. White drawls. You flush with embarrassment. God, high school is the //worst// You open your textbook and try to drown out the whispers around you. [[Get through the day, somehow.->maria out of school]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

When the final bell rings you feel your whole body sag with relief. Your classmates file past you in a rush to get home and get ready for the big party tonight. You can't help but think there's nothing you'd rather do less than go - but Max would be so disappointed... Ugh. You're sick of this.[[ You can't wait to get home. ->maria home]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

Max squeezes your shoulder. It kind of hurts. "You never know until you try, Mari." "I think I know, Max" You wrench yourself out of his grip and start walking inside. "Stacy will be there!" He shouts. This...makes you pause. "Yeah, it's hosted by Eric, so Brad'll be there, and so will Stace. All the buds." "You aren't buds, Max. They treat you like a pet dog." "Mari, you just don't get how guys work. It's no biggie. You'd get that if you actually hung out with us sometimes." He gives you his best attempt at puppy dog eyes. [["Okay, fine. I'll come." ->maria convinced.]] [["I should get to class."->maria class.]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

"YES!" Max shouts. //Everyone// turns to look. You turn red and furiosly whisper to him. "Max! Chill!" His smile doesn't fade one bit, his eyes are wild as they focus on you. "It's gonna be a scream, Mari, just you wait." You open your mouth to reply when the bell rings. [[You should get to class.->maria class.]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

You slide into your seat in first period. You sit right behind Stacy, who sits next to Jennifer Chan. Ugh, Jennifer. You aren't one to dislike people but something about her really sets you off. You're pretty worried about Stacy. She's been so different after her sister died. You wanted to ask her about it, but your dad told you to give her space. He worked on the case and he told you what he saw was... disturbing. He told you it's difficult for families to deal with incidents like that, especially when the culprit was never found, and changes in behavior are normal after something like that. But gosh dang it, you miss your best friend. Maybe she misses you too. [[This is your chance - talk to her!->maria talk stacy]] [[You should probably wait for the party tonight. ->maria out of school]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

"Hey, uh, you good? I know today is practically the anniversary and all..." You wince as you sputter the words out. Did your voice crack? Do girls have voice cracks? God, you must sound pathetic. Jennifer scoffs when you speak and Stacy doesn't even turn around to look at you. You can feel the humiliating gaze of your classmates burn into you as she completely ignores you. Great job, Maria, you tell yourself. Now everyone thinks you're a total reject. You wonder if your dad's years of policing say anything about people turning into total assholes after a tragedy. [[Get through the day, somehow.->maria out of school]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: Woodhaven High School ]

You drop your bag at the door and welcome the warm embrace of your house. You wonder if you should do anything to get ready for the party. You're pretty confident your Spock outfit won't be a hit at Eric's party. As you walk upstiars to your room, you catch a glimpse of something odd outside Stacy's house. [[You look out the window.->maria window]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

The sun has already started setting, but even in the dim light you can tell exactly who that is. It's Bradley, standing outside Stacy's window. Is he visiting her? They must be going to the party together. Well, that was your first thought. Then Bradley pulls out a camera and points it inside, hidden safely behind the bushes next to Stacy's window. There's no way she could see him from inside. Your mind grapples with the realization of what's happening. What a //freak.// You have to tell Stacy, don't you? She has to know her boyfriend is stalking her like some crazy perv. Bradley makes a sudden movement. You panic. [[Turn away, quick!->maria turn.]] [[Run up to your room!->maria room]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

You rush in and slam the door. You can't believe what you saw. You... You have to tell Stacy, ASAP. But you can't tell her now. Bradley's outside, and you don't want him to catch you. You'll have to do it at the party. You check the time. Max told you it wouldn't start until 7, so you have time to get ready. [[You get dressed for the party.->maria ready]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

You face the opposite direction so it doesn't look like you've been staring out your window. Your nerves feel like they're on fire. Did he turn around and see you? Does he know you know? You risk a peek over your shoulder. (click:?page)[= Bradley's back is still to you. You finally let yourself take a breath. He has no idea you saw him. [[You head up to your room. ->maria room]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

You look at yourself in the mirror. You look like... a girl. It's no Spock, but it'll have to do. Your doorbell rings and you nearly jump out of your skin. Peeking through the peephole, you see it's Max. You open the door. "Mari! Looking good, looking good. You ready to go?" [["As I'll ever be."->maria party]] [["Yeah, let's go!"->maria party]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Prescott Residence ]

Eric's giant house smells like beer and bad decisions. Teens crash and bump into one another in the haze of the dimly lit foyer. Max grabs your wrist and tries to lead you. "Let's get this movie started!" "Actually, I have something I need to tell Stacy. I'll catch up with you soon, promise." You tug your wrist out of his hand. He stares at you blankly. "Alright. Good luck, Mari." "...Thanks, Max." You brave the crowd in your search for Stacy. You push past elbows and fake plastic fairy wings when you hear it. Eric's drunken voice yells out "Stace! Welcome! Grab a drink and come here!" You rush towards the voice, but Stacy is gone when you get there. Where could Eric keep his drinks? [[You should try the garage. ->maria garage]] [[You should try the basement. ->maria basement]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

You head to the dark grey door that leads to Eric's massive garage. You hesitantly open the door. His garage is full of random junk, you can barely see past the aisles of stuff. Stacy could be in here somewhere. [[You head inside. ->maria explore garage]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

You try the basement door, but it seems like it's locked. [[You should try the garage. ->maria garage]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]

You wish you could find the light switch. the garage is entirely dark, save for the catches of streetlights coming through the window. "Stacy? Are you here?" You call out. (click:?page)[= "Stacy's not gonna be around anymore." A dark voice whispers right in your ear. [[SCREAM!->maria scream]] (append: ?SideBar)[\ Name: Maria Prescott Location: The Party ]