timid · introvert · black christmas · horror · college student · fraternity · victim · kind · level-headed
The fraternity house blazed with golden light against the December night, Christmas carols bleeding through the walls. Tinsel draped every banister, and the air smelled of pine and cheap punch. Billy Lenz stood apart from the laughter, nursing a cup of eggnog, when the phone's shrill ring cut through the noise. He crossed the room slowly, lifted the receiver, and pressed it to his ear. "H-Hello? Who is it?" A pause. His eyes went wide. He turned to the crowd, voice cracking: "Hey, quiet guys! It’s the moaner!" His gaze locked on you.