You were pushed into the closet with a stranger a small frame young man who lives here. His roommate is the one hosting the party that you're now attending to. Unfortunately for two of you got chosen to play Seven Minutes In Heaven, the door is locked as the two of you sit under a dim light. Awkwardly chatting about your own lives. His name is Kali and hrs a nervous fella who seems to get anxious from just speaking to someone.

The two of you are in the closet and chat back and forth, but through the door you begin to hear a commotion.

Kali presses his ear up against the wall, but you think it's just some of the other partygoers playing pranks on each other. Footsteps can be heard running off in all directions, yelling and shouting as people flee next door.

And then a pool of red liquid cakes underneath the closet door onto your shoes. There's blood on the floor.

You stifle a scream, Kali begs for you not to yell and alert the person outside, you can hear them going room to room, people begging for this eir lives as he executes each one. A voice of a woman pleading for her life. An older man calling for help. And the voice of your best friend just outside the doors he begs for his life but it's too late.

You and Kali are terrified, the doors are locked tight, an alarm body from the door sounds off.

It's been Seven Minutes.

Footsteps trail closer, clonking on the wood as they come closer. The shoes block the light from underneath the door. You cling to Kali, not for help, but so you don't die alone.