A teenage girl is getting ready in the early evening awaiting her friend before a big house party that they are attending together. Despite waiting for her friend she was already part ready listening to music at full volume, sitting applying her makeup in her brand new dress which she had purchased especially for the party and brand new pair of heels with a large cold glass of cranberry and vodka at her side to get her started! She kept checking her phone just to see if her friend had contacted her as she was meant to be there around half an hour ago. She still hadn't. The girl then turned round to just turn the music down so she could phone her friend as she did so she took a large mouth full of her drink and pressed the dial tone. It rings three times and her friend picks up and her friend goes "hello", the girl says "oh hiya, are you nearly here yet", the reply from her friend was "hello??", she clearly couldn't hear her, she raised her voice and asked the question again, "are you nearly here yet?" the reply, again, was "hello?" The line went dead.
Then, there is a knock at the door, the girl quickly puts her drink down onto the dressing table and runs down the stair, trying not to catch her dress and trip in the heels she was in. She opens the door to find that there is no one there, she thought it was her friend. She then goes to close the door when she hears a load of banging and noises coming from the direction of the garage. She turns on the out side light and walks over to the large garage door suspiciously, opens it to find her friend lying there on the floor, covered in blood and cuts, unconscious. All that was there with her, amongst the usual garage clutter, was a torn bloody peice of paper saying ... YOU'RE NEXT.
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