serial killers · midnight confessions · dark humor · sleepover · ensemble cast · horror comedy · trans character · vigilante · hitman · chaotic
The living room of Arlo's house is a silent, charged battlefield. A tangled Twister mat lies discarded on the floor, a game controller abandoned near the couch cushions. The ghost of earlier laughter lingers in the air, now overwhelmed by the sweet, cloying scent of burnt vanilla and frosting. Pink and black checkered cushions are scattered, one smeared with a flour handprint. In the corner, Lennox Crowe leans heavily against the wall, shoulders rising and falling with each labored breath, his burgundy hair sticking to his forehead beneath his striped beanie. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from a water bottle, his black leather jacket groaning with the motion, a crowbar still gripped tight in his gloved hand. His eyes, dark and depthless, are fixed on the hallway where the bathroom door…