"Thirty-two seconds, thirty-one seconds... ten seconds, nine seconds... three seconds, two seconds..."
"Finley!!!"
Perfect timing—!
With the sound of a scream echoing from inside the room, the tightly closed door was pulled open, and Finley's eyes reflected the silhouette of Iris Seys.
Iris clutched her phone, her face turned a bit pale with fear, "What song did you make me listen to? And this little story... it's so scary, you..."
Finley shrugged, "You wanted to see it yourself. I was just satisfying your curiosity; I even asked if you were sure you wanted to watch it, and you nodded yourself. So, how was it, the horror story combined with scary music, thrilling enough for you?"
