Friends Worth Dying For

Blue da ba dee da ba die. As his ringtone rang through the room, Jason audibly sighs and reaches to silence it. After dressed and ready for the day, he heads downstairs noticing that it's uncomfortably silent in the flat that he shares with his two friends. Not looking too far into the absence of his obnoxious friends, Jason begins to fill a bowl with cereal and decides to enjoy the quiet while it lasts.

Burnt orange fills his senses while entering his works headquarters. Jason is always disgusted by the way the building smells, but not much can be done. Jason works for furniture manufacturing company and the smell comes from the granite station. The combination of the chemicals used to make the natural seeming object releases the distinct smell of burnt oranges. Dragging through work, break, work, lunch, and work one last time, he finally sets off towards home, 8 hours later. Once home, Jason is again faced with silence. Knowing that Gregg and Marshall are always home before him, the slightest bit of panic settles into Jason's chest while he begins to investigate. Heading to the right and through Marshall's doorway, Jason sees something that horrifies him.

Red. Blood red. It stains the wall, the pillows, and finally the window. Running To Greg's room, Jason sees a similar setting. His first thought is to call the police and to let them take over, but Jason doesn't necessarily stand on great terms with the men in blue. Also, he has an amount of illegal substances hidden throughout the apartment for financial security purposes. Jason decides to play detective. "Think! Think think think!" He rummages through every corner of his brain, wanting to come up with a suspect. One that would take his friends and not him. One that wouldn't go through the trouble of robbing him even the slightest bit. His mind goes blank, while his heart continues to raise. Harold. "Harold!" Finally something! Harold is a friend to Greg and Marshall, on illegal terms. Jason never got involved with the guy because he knew the would be trouble in the future. Oh how he was so right.

Black fills the area of the large condo. Jason arrived on the outskirts of the city, and saw that Harold's door was ajar and no one or cars surrounded the place. Squeaking while pushed open, Jason see's nothing. Reaching to the right and flicking the light switch on-"SURPRISE!" Standing frozen in the company of all his friends, and Harold, Jason remembers that today, was the day of his 24th birthday.