Truth

"Truth," you say anxiously as you step back into the room. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door right behind you. "Are you scared?" Brittany asks. "No," you say, bravely. "Then go answer the door." You slowly turn around, shaking in your own skin, and reach your hand out to the doorknob. When the door swings open with a gush of wind there is a masked figure standing in the doorway staring down at you. You take a small step backwards and try to swallow your fear. "Are you scared now?" a menacing voice asks. Yes No