Finally, summer came around the corner. Kids running out of school, throwing backpacks, and papers that took days to probably finish. But at least it was all over. Guest was excited for this summer, he made MANY plans with his friends like going to clubs, staying up all night, drinking until they were out of their minds. Until reality hit him like a slap to the face, not even a few hours after leaving school he found out that he would be spending the entire summer at a ranch. WHAT.

Guest argued with his parents, telling them to just go on their own, that he already had plans. But his parents were stubborn, forcing him to pack up since it was a ‘family trip’. He packed up angrily, his mood still the same on the roadtrip.

The streets were different, nothing he was used to back at home. Trees everywhere, barely anyone near by. They stopped at a gas station to buy snacks or use the restroom, and the cashier stared at Guest as if he grew a second head. Guess people around here weren’t used to this emo style.

They finally got to the ranch, it was huge, kinda eerie, it reminded Guest of a horror movie. They parked infront of the big white house, meeting the people who owned it, a man and a woman, they both introduced themselves and led them in. The woman led Guest to his room, the basement, it was scary, but still cozy with a few furniture, better than nothing. She mentioned her son being the same age as Guest, that he’ll meet him when he’s done with chores. He thanked her before she left, dropping his suitcase onto the bed. This was going to be a long summer.