Episode 1 Ball Dropping Horror
1. Bvance1212 Billy
2. Tester Matthew
3. me2013 Melissa Moore Season 2 and 3
4. aria_grande Zhay
5. gumball221520 Malachi
6. Yandereboy12 PasteTooth
7. bad18life Christain
8. jasoi J.P
9. Tman54445 Tris Season 3 Host of party
10. pixiepazza Jack
11. nnewman3 Nick
12. Calebdaboss Li Li St. Claire
13. Atom1cEvan Eric
14. top20fan33 Cameron
15. k4r4k Charlie Law
16. D882 Bek
17. SlipperyNoodle Noodle
Two Days before the New Year's Eve party, Tris can be seen frantically writing letters.
Dear friends,
I hereby invite you to a New Year's Eve party. Food and Drinks will be provided while we enjoy the countdown to New Year's Day. On New Year's Day, I will have a drawing for a cash prize. I hope you decide to celebrate with me. The party will take place at my mansion.
Tris
Tris:Well there we go, that's the last of the invites. I hope nothing bad happens while we have the party.
The Day of the party.
15 limos can be seen driving to the mansion, each filled with one person, eagerly awaiting to get some cash .
Nick: I certainly could use some cash, I barely get by with my wage as a detective.
Li Li St. Claire : I hope I can find a nice looking man, and give him a pleasant gift.
Charlie: I got some student loans to pay, I'll do anything for some money.
Everyone leaves their limo and steps into the glorious mansion, with a beautiful glass chandelier hanging on the roof.
Tris: Welcome to my New Year's Eve party. I'm so glad to see you fifteen people arrived . I hope you enjoy yourself while you stay here.
Suddenly there is a knock at the door.
Tris: Who is it? I wasn't expecting anyore guests.
Suddenly in walks Melissa.
Tris turns a little pale: What are you doing here?
The day after Halloween .
Melissa Moore is seen in the hospital barely breathing while on the operating table.
Doctor:If she makes it, she won't be able to walk again, poor lady. I feel bad for her pain and agony.
Suddenly everyone freezes except Melissa. In walks in a hooded figure.
Hooded figure: You need my help if you want to live. I'll make sure that you will be perfectly healthy and be able to walk again but, I require a favor from you. Tris is going to be hosting a New Year's Eve party. I want you to attend and stop as many deaths as you can.
Melissa realizes she can actually breath and speak. Melissa: Anything to end this pain.
Flashes back to the New Year's Eve party.
Melissa: Won't you let an old friend come in. I'll speak to you privately.
Tris: Fine, I'll let you join the party.I know the perfect place to talk.
Tris leads Melissa to the back of the mansion. Meanwhile the guests mingle.
Bek: Something seems fishy with her.
Jack: Yeah, definitely something is fishy, did you notice that Tris turned pale when he saw her. It looked like he seen a ghost.
PasteTooth: Well I don't know about you but, I want some booze .
Matthew: I hope that Tris has an indoor skate park . There definitely is plenty of room for one to be in here.
PasteToooth and Matthew leave the group to look around the mansion.
Malachi: I don't think Tris will like them being by themselves.
Billy: Come on, stop being a worry wart, I'm sure he'll undestand.
Zhay: I just hope they don't get lost.
J.P :Don't worry, I'll make sure nothing happens to you beautiful ladies.
Noodle: Well Tris has to understand that everyone like to see how other people's homes look.
Cameron: Let's just have a good time and party like it's the last night of our lives.
Eric: I'm not a huge partier.I just came to meet new people..
Meanwhile Tris and Melissa started to talk.
Tris: I thought you were dead.
Melissa: Well I'm not and I have a job to do.
Tris: A job, what job?
Melissa: It's going to happen again tonight, I'm here to try and keep people alive.
Suddenly a loud crash can be heard from the other side of the house.
Tris: Oh my god!!!!
Melissa and Tris run into PasteTooth and Matthew and all of them run to the group.When they get back, they see Jack lying on the ground underneath the chandelier.
Christain goes to feel for a pulse and shakes his head.
Christain: He's dead.
End of Episode 1.
