f2f → truth or scare, feat. the puckerbros
who: jake ( @jpdoubled ) & puck
when: all hallows eve 2018
where: castle house
Armed with a few joints and the 6-pack of beer he had planned to enjoy that night, Puck stood in front of the mansion that never failed to shoot a shiver down his spine. Castle House wasn’t new to him; when he was a kid, they’d visit the place at least once a year on a field trip. All for the sake of teaching the impressionable youth about Castleport’s rich, local history, blah blah blah. That was all fine and dandy. But the thing that Puck really loved about the creepy, old house was the all the ghost stories; stories that he’d grown up hearing all his life. Spooky legends that encapsulated Castle House like a heavy blanket of fog.
Puck wasn’t sure what to expect as he slipped through the heavy front door. The weird invite that he’d gotten in the mail, unaddressed and stampless, didn’t give any actual hints as to what kind of ‘game’ he was getting himself into. But, if he had to bet on anything, he was going to put money on this trend of escape rooms. Someone had turned Castle House into a stupid escape room, invited some Castleport High alumni -- most of Glee club, from what Puck could surmise from the people who’d gathered. Then, the doors would lock, they’d have to partner up, follow the clues, and wouldn’t be able to get out until they solved the puzzle. At least he’d have a good story to tell his crew tomorrow.
His attention migrated to the small tables that were scattered around the room, displaying note cards and small packages. After a closer look, Puck realized that there were names on the note cards. He found the note card with his name on it next to a note card with a name he didn’t recognize.
“Jake?” he muttered to himself, glancing around the foyer. Who the actual fuck was ‘Jake’?