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[b]Around 9:30pm, Kyle's Place[/b]

Nori Belle Haywood had made a grave error in tonight's movie selection.

She realized this mistake almost instantly when the movie opened to the Weatherman using his sledgehammer to violently dismember a cheerleader and the captain of the debate team who had been getting down and dirty during a thunderstorm, thus violating one of the cardinal rules of surviving a slasher flick. "This is why I can't sleep in your bed, it's like a beacon to them. Like the bat symbol, but for crazies," she tells him in a hushed whisper, her tone dead serious.

Half way through the film Nori has her hands permanently over her face, peeking at the screen through the gaps in her fingers like it's going to help her be less afraid, somehow. The Weatherman has just started pulling the insides out of the dumbass who decided to go down to the basement by himself, when the psychopath ominously starts to hum, [i]'It's Raining Men,'[/i].  "Oh Jesus," she wheezes, screwing her eyes shut right as the Weatherman leans down and licks his victim's goddamn eyeball. 

By the end of the movie the Weatherman has murdered a whooping seventeen people, each death more disturbing and creative than the last. As soon as the petrified DJ can convince herself to move she leaps into action, flipping on all the lights and lamps in the living room before going to the front door to make sure that it is in fact locked. "That is the worst idea I have ever had in my entire life," she admits, looking back over towards the couch to see a very pale looking Kyle Parker. 

"I'll turn on the kitchen lights and check the windows in here. You do the bedroom and the bathroom. We regroup back here in three minutes. If one of us doesn't make the reandevo, the other one gets the hell out of here and calls emergency services, got it?" 

[@BeastofDestiny]