DJ watched dejectedly as Isaac left the room. Poor guy; he didn't deserve to feel like such a burden on everyone. DJ knew he was far more than that. As much as he wanted to go out and keep him company, he understood that Isaac just needed his space sometimes. It wasn't uncommon for him to step out onto DJ's front porch by himself while they were hanging out. It was just one of his quirks that DJ had gotten used to during their friendship.

When the group settled on a horror movie, DJ took it as his cue to pull out his phone. He was never one for scary films, even though he loved Halloween. In his mind, the difference between Halloween and horror movies was that Halloween was scary fun, while horror movies were just straight-up scary. Funny enough, the other party-goers didn't seem as interested in the movie either. For the first half hour or so, DJ browsed his phone before striking up a conversation with Augie regarding the worst possible Halloween candy. 

That discussion ground to a halt when Bernie mentioned SHS.

[color=blue]"No fucking way,"[/color] DJ said, quickly navigating to the mysterious website. Indeed, Deus's name was front and center on the page, and each click brought a new line to the twisted poem. DJ's heart sank as he processed what exactly the rhyme was implying. He didn't know Deus that well, at least not as much as Isaac, but he had spoken to DJ about the house fire that left him an orphan. He didn't talk about it all that much, but DJ always assumed that was because of the trauma. 

[color=blue]"Deus,"[/color] he finally uttered, [color=blue]"it's...not true, is it? This SHS asshole is just being a dick, right?"[/color]