It was a dark and stormy Halloween night. Ten year old Timmy was home alone. All of the trick-or-treaters had come and gone, and Timmy decided to settle down for a quiet hour with his video games before turning in for the night. Suddenly, he heard a sound at the window.

“Scccccrrrrraaaaaatch!!!”

“What was that?” he cried. No sooner had he spoken than there came a thump at the door. Timmy ran to the door and, flinging it open, discovered that there on his front step lay a severed head. At first, he looked away in horror, but there was something dreadfully familiar about that head. He gazed back at the horrified eyes of the victim and realized it was Mike, his best friend. His stomach was sick, but being the tough boy that he was, he gathered the courage to look closer at the greusome head. He moved the head with his foot and found a tape recorder attatched to the back with a tape inside that said “Play Me”. He warily took the tape recorder and pressed play.

The tape recorder crackled and bellowed, “Hello Timmy, I want to play a game. It is Halloween night and you decided to stay home instead of enjoying your friends. You never went with the crown did you? You always had to be the loner in the group and bring others down. See what happens when you aren’t there for your friends? Now it’s your turn. Can you save the lives of the ones who you never bothered with? Can you save yourself? Live or die Timmy…make your choice.”

He dropped the recorder in great terror. He backed away from the head, but bummped into something. He screamed on the top of his lungs!

“Hey buddy! It’s me! I got you so good!” Mike exclaimed.

It took a minute to regain his breath, “Then what is the head? And how did you get in here?”

“I was scratching at the door but i finally got in. You should hide your key in a better place. Isn’t the head a great art project?”

“Oh…yea…” Timmy sighed, “Then who recorded the tape?”

Mike stared at Timmy for a few seconds and said, “What tape?”