You knocked on the heavy green door of the house. You checked the small piece of paper. Yep, this was the right house according to the address given to you. Your friend had invited you to a party at her place, but her house was strangely quiet, and the lights were off inside. Just as you were about to pull out your phone and call her, the front door swung open. Your friend gave you a huge grin and gestured you inside.
"Come on in, (Y/N)!" your friend, Bonnie giggled. "Help yourself to anything in the pantry. Except for the syrup. That's mine." A menacing look flashed in her eyes as she said that last part. She started smiling again almost as fast as she stopped. "Everyone's waiting for you in the basement! We've got a game set up, and you're first in line to play!"
"Sounds exciting," you thought.
"What game is it, anyway?" You asked, pouring yourself a glass of water.
"Seven minutes in heaven."
You dropped your water.
"What is wrong with you?"