The Scarehouse

- I think this thing is broken! - Did you take off the lens cap?

Proof that I.Q. and breast size clearly aren't related.

Hello!

Welcome to this year's Sigma Cappa Delta Slut Cam Games.

Did you check the focus on the camera outside?

Yep. Yesterday. You shuffled the hay around in the barn scene?

I sure did, Pa. Want to go for a roll in it?

- Kaitlin, whose camera is that? - It is Katrina's dad's camera.

You don't even want to know the sick shit we found on here.

Kat, your mom's going to have to fire the babysitter!

- Everybody was invited? - Triple checked, captain!

All right, I think we're in good shape.

You built us a beautiful house.

Tonight Corey Peters and Elaina Forrester

undergo their final challenge

and we'll see who gets to be crowned our next sorority sister!

I cannot wait to see the looks on their faces.

- We should make them play truth or dare. - Oh, my God. What are you, 12?

- You think they'll show up? - Really?

I know it's Saturday and it's Devil's Night.

- What else are they supposed to do. - They'll come. They'll flock like lemmings.

There hasn't been a haunted house this close to campus before.

Lookie what I found!

It takes a lot more dick than this to satisfy me!

That's disgusting. Now I want to bleach my imagination.

- Are you getting the jitters? - I'm fine. It's just...

- Mental checklist leads to over-thinking. - Well, stop it.

You're making me nervous and I don't want to be nervous.

- Now you have me thinking. - Don't.

No one could have planned this better than you.

Here's hoping...

Congratulations finding the only outfit on the planet to make you look any skinnier.

Shut...

Little higher.

Perfect. Use the knot I taught you.

I'm glad having you as my foreman is over tonight.

- Shut up. You'll miss me. - I was a model for a bit.

No, sweetheart, you were in a PSA about Hep C.

Bitch.

Do you want me to get the blood bucket?

The lighting and shock effect should be enough on their own.

I'm going to the monitors. Time to power up.

As president, I'd just like to say it's been...

fun getting to know you both these past couple weeks.

Welcome to The Scarehouse!

- That's impressive! - Wait for it.

- Enter if you dare. - You evil genius!

It's set to open every three or four minutes to let a few more in.

That way we don't get overwhelmed.

This year's challenge will require... balls.

I'd love to say more but I have to get ready!

- Get out! It's my turn! - It's my fucking house!

- Jesus Christ, Jackie! - Don't say that!

Sorry. Not on Devil's night.

Oh, my God! Now I have Katrina's cooch on my lips!

- The rooms are ready? - Check.

All right, let's shit some pants!

Dear sisters, you are cordially invited to this year's

Sigma Cappa Delta Halloween V.I.P. Bash.

In order to reach this private event, you will have to face your deepest

and darkest fears inside the Scarehouse.

1635 Ellis Drive.

See you there, bitches.

I don't know if my Grandma would approve of the way I invested the money

- she set me up with. - Invite her down, let her watch.

Hi, Grandma, what are you doing?

Knitting me another labia pink scarf I will never wear. How wonderful!

Hey, I know you've already had bridge and aqua fit this week,

but how would you like to come down to an old textile plant

and watch Elaina and I...

- Oh, for... - Don't wet yourself.

Fucker!

This isn't funny!

Hot damn, this is going to be good.

It's so weird seeing her.

She looks almost the same.

Emily Lewis, are you here for the party?

Yes.

Did you come alone as per your instructions?

I did.

Are you ready to face your fears?

And possibly regrets.

Let's get this party started!

Indeed.

Enter if you dare.

They've already got enough skeletons in there, you skinny bitch!

You'll never make it out alive!

You're going to let me through, right?

Hello?

Fine. Eat me then!

Who planned this?

Why would you hit me!

No!

This isn't the party, is it?

Okay.

Please don't rape me.

I think you'll find we lack an essential tool to fulfill that fantasy.

You guys are girls?

Disappointed?

Corey?

- Corey, please! What are you... - Relax!

We're here to make things a little bit... tighter.

If anything.

You're still doing the big sweater thing, aren't you.

All bun, no meat.

Do you think we could help her with that, Elaina?

I might have just the thing.

How many letters did I write you?

Can you believe that, Elaina?

63 letters I write Miss Ripe Peach

and not a single response.

How rude.

What are you going to do?

What is the point in not eating...

if you're not going to flaunt your figure?

I was afraid that we would be reunited tonight and you'd be a fat train wreck.

What is it you always told me?

A girl should always want to be thinner?

Do you like party games, Emily?

I don't want to play.

If I recall, you love this game.

Truth...

You answer all our questions honestly.

Dare...

Well...

we dare you to do something and you will comply.

What kind of dares?

Truth...

- or dare? - Dare.

- What should it be? - I know. It's perfect for you.

I dare you... to be skinnier!

- It's too tight! - Said no guy ever.

- Next round, Em! - Truth... or dare?

Truth!

Where were you on October 30th, two years ago?

Oh, come on. You guys already know where I was.

- A half truth. - More like a dodged truth, really.

What should we give her for that?

I'd say free dinner somewhere nice but she wouldn't eat it.

You know what, you get this round. Truth or dare?

Look, I know what you two are up to and I will not be a part of it.

I'm afraid you already are and you made that choice a long time ago.

Emily...

- truth or dare? - Dare.

I can still see some fat.

Corey, would you help her with that?

No, no.

You're not wimping out on me, are you?

You almost look as bad as she does.

Emily, you heard her...

- truth or dare? - Truth.

Unnecessary boob shot.

- Look at that cleavage. - That bitch is an emotional terrorist.

She better not be going to this thing tonight, I can't stand her.

How's that $30 spray tan working out for you?

I don't know, you tell me!

Fuck off!

If I had tits like that, it would not have taken me till I was 18 to get some dick.

Shelby, did you bring my black shoes?

- I don't have them. - Yes, you do.

No, I don't.

You borrowed them from me two days ago, liar!

Bitch!

Is she taking a bath?

It doesn't count if you try to baptize yourself.

Stupid cunt!

How much longer?

Shelby Hickman, are you here to attended the party?

Yes, sir.

Did you come alone as per your instructions?

Just me.

Are you ready to face your fears?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Enter if you dare.

Hey, does the carpet match the drapes?

You'll never make it out alive!

Shelby!

You guys don't look very scary.

You forgot your corset, but I'm sure you can liven up the room a little.

Are we scary now, cunt?

Already? Stack 'em up!

Is that dress sprayed on?

I can't tell. We should bring her in so we can judge her better.

Katrina Larson, welcome to the party.

Thanks. How do I open this?

Did you come alone as per your instructions?

Do you see anyone else with me?

Are you ready to face your fears?

Okay, sure, whatever, Jackie. It's cold out here.

Try more clothes!

Enter if you dare!

- What, do sluts get in for free? - Slut discount!

You'll never make it out alive!

I'll eat your soul!

See the freak show. One night only!

What kind of cunt jumps someone in a haunted house?

This kind!

Who knew a whore like you could take a good choking?

Slut!

Slut.