(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRU5NpprYzEyehkT_mKWLls1LPW6tBmI_BGDFUaO8BQBlpS47EB)<div style="text-align: right;"></div><strong>Name:</strong>John Eiselmann<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside then outside<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday Evening 1800<br/><strong>With:</strong>the three ladies inside<br/><br/>It was all going according to plan and then the lights went out , it could just be a circuit issue or someone being really stupid and considering the make up of his fellows John was of little doubt someone had decided to play their own game, there was nothing wrong with that but only when John was doing the game playing, which he was. Even his fellows had seen but a mere hint of his true nature.<br/><br/>He heard the women around him and then the sudden realisation as the someone tried to enclose the house forgetting about the fact that John was already inside...women forgetting about him, how a typical, at least atypical of his high school life, women nowadays tended to never forget him, John reached out to the knife that he knew was on the nearby bench his hands grasping the handle.<br/><br/>Then took a moment to orientate himself, during high school the jocks , women like these were normally their girlfriends played a game called nerd hunting, it involved throwing a nerd into the gym turning the lights off and going hunting, whoever got the nerd bet the shit out of him, John had played the game four times , the last three he'd never been found.<br/><br/>He smiled and walked quietly to the ladies his memory of the room coming to the fore but what helped most was the ladies themselves as quiet as they were trying to be they were infact being very loud. He reached the kitchen door and tried to open it , it didn't was it locked ? jammed? didn't matter wouldn't open , the jig of course was up so John planted a seed<br/><br/>"I know you're in there listen they will do you harm I'm sorry I can't stop it but when the time is right I'll help I'm not with them you just need to endure" John smirked , he'd help the ladies of course once he found what he was looking for ...one of them might even walk out this place alive "I'm sorry, you need to keep this to yourselves I can't help you if they know" he added before slipping away from the door and back to the front door and out into the night<br/><br/>When he found out who fucked with the plan ...well John had killed before and he was always the last guy you suspected, as for the stupid bitches the only unanswered question was which one would he own before this was over.