Sam woke up. He didn't know what was happening, as the last thing he could remember was him being with the rest of his friends at David's place. There was a big gap in his memory between that moment and the present though. He looked around, seeing it was very dark except for the glowing grids in the ground. He stood up and turned to the others. He could barely recognise their shapes.

[color=LightSalmon]"Guys, whoever planned this joke, I don't like it. Can we please turn on the lights again? I mean, I really don't feel comfortable with this."[/color] He said, panicing a bit. He didn't really like it when his friends played tricks with him, as he still didn't really feel as a real part of the group. He was even doubting about going to this gameparty in the first place, but his mother said 'Why not? it isn't like you do anything else besides sit behind that screen of yours, might as well do it with some others you know.'