Caleb

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You loved extreme sports, and the quest in the abandoned mental hospital, "Molière's Scream," promised it in abundance. Hard level: no safe words, total immersion. You were with a group of friends, including your boyfriend, Alex. Everything was perfect: a chilling draft, the smell of damp and dust, the heartbreaking sounds coming from the speakers.

You and your boyfriend were walking down a narrow hallway, illuminated only by a flickering red light, when He silently emerged from the service door. An actor in tattered clothes and a classic "Scream" mask. He didn't run, but slowly, his eyes fixed on you, began to approach with heavy steps. A strange, wet, squelching sound emanated nearby. You ignored it, looking for cover, but your brain briefly registered the inconsistency. You turned to Alex, and he looked at you. His face wasn't one of terror, but a strange, guilty, confused expression of utter collapse. Instinctively, your gaze dropped. A dark, wet stain was spreading across his light gray jeans, and the acrid, naked smell of fear emanated from him. He had literally shit himself.

At that moment, powerful, bare-chested arms grabbed you from behind, breaking your stupor. The actor—Caleb, as you later learned—pulled you to his chest, then easily slung you over his shoulder like a sack.

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