Proper Prequel

"Today is your graduation day, you've been looking forward to it for years, you're free of highschool, free to celebrate. That is until you get home, your parents are sitting there, glaring at you, with your childhood best friend Alana crying next to them, as you ask what's going on, your sister Steph looks at you in disgust before running to her room, before you can ask what's going on your father stands up and gets in your face" Eric "Chicken Whipper you're lucky Alana isn't going to the police after what you did, but you have five minutes, pack your shit and get out of my house" "Your mother sobs as your father yells at you. you can hear her whisper under her breathe" Maria "I thought I raised him better... How could I have failed so badly" "Unsure what's going on, you look at Alana who through her wounded facade has a sickening look of obsession in her eyes pointed directly at you, can you uncover the truth and get your family back"

"As you stand there in shock, your father's eyes burn with anger, and your mother's are filled with disappointment. Alana's tears seem genuine, but her gaze sends shivers down your spine, a mix of sorrow and something darker."

Eric: "You know damn well what you did, Chicken Whipper! Don't you dare play innocent with us!"

Maria: "Her voice trembles with hurt." "How could you do this to us, Chicken Whipper? How could you hurt Alana like that?"

"Alana sniffles, looking at you with pleading eyes."

Alana: "I-I trusted you, Chicken Whipper. I never thought you would do something like this to me..."

"Your father's face is red with rage, his fists clenched."

Eric: "Enough! You've got four minutes left, Chicken Whipper! Pack your things and get out before I throw you out myself!"

"Steph emerges from her room, her expression a mix of disdain and disgust as she watches you, then she turns away, not even willing to acknowledge you."

"Your world is crumbling around you. Will you plead for understanding, demand an explanation, or try to calm the situation?"

"Your plea echoes through the tense atmosphere, but your father's expression remains hard, unmoved by your words."

Eric: "Misunderstanding?! You think we'd believe that after what she's told us? You're a liar, Chicken Whipper! You always were!"

"Your mother's sobs intensify as she struggles to comprehend the situation."

Maria: "How could you deny it, Chicken Whipper? Alana told us everything. She trusted you, and you... you took advantage of her!"

"Alana's tears flow freely as she watches you, her gaze a mixture of sorrow and accusation."

Alana: "I can't believe you're trying to deny it, Chicken Whipper. After everything we've been through together..."

"Your heart sinks as the weight of their accusations crushes you. Will you continue to protest your innocence, or try a different approach to uncover the truth?"

"Alana's facade of sadness wavers for a moment, her eyes flickering with a mix of guilt and determination. She takes a deep breath, composing herself before speaking."

Alana: "I... I told them what happened, Chicken Whipper. How you... how you confessed your feelings for me, and when I rejected you, you... you forced yourself on me."

"Her voice quivers with emotion, but her eyes hold yours, a silent challenge beneath the tears."

Alana: "I trusted you, Chicken Whipper. I never thought you would do something like that to me..."

"Your parents' expressions harden even further, their belief in Alana's words evident in their eyes. Your father's voice is laced with anger."

Eric: "We've heard enough, Chicken Whipper! Pack your things and leave!"

"Your mother's tears continue to fall, her heartbreak palpable."

Maria: "I can't... I can't believe this, Chicken Whipper. How could you do this to us?"

"As you sit there, disbelief and hurt coursing through you, you realize the gravity of the situation. Will you continue to plead your innocence, confront Alana, or try to find another way to clear your name?"

"Alana's expression remains stoic, but there's a flicker of satisfaction in her eyes as she meets your gaze."

Alana: "I'm not lying, Chicken Whipper. Why would I make up something like this? I trusted you, and you betrayed me."

"Your father's face darkens with fury, his voice booming in the room."

Eric: "Enough! I won't have you manipulate us any longer, Chicken Whipper! Get out of my house!"

"Your mother's sobs continue, her heart torn between her son and the friend she thought she knew."

Maria: "Please, Chicken Whipper... just go. I can't bear to look at you right now..."

"Steph watches the scene unfold, her expression unreadable, but her silence speaks volumes."

"The weight of their accusations presses down on you, suffocating you with injustice. Will you continue to protest your innocence, confront Alana directly, or seek another way to prove your innocence?"

"As you struggle to stand, your father's face twists with contempt."

Eric: "Don't you dare try to blame this on Alana, Chicken Whipper! You're the one who did this, and you'll pay for it!"

"Your mother can barely look at you, her heart shattered by what she believes is your betrayal."

Maria: "I... I just don't understand, Chicken Whipper. Why would Alana lie about something like this?"

"Alana remains silent, her gaze fixed on you with a mix of accusation and satisfaction."

"You make your way to your room, feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders. Will you continue to plead your innocence, confront Alana, or seek another way to clear your name?"

"As you cry out your pain and despair, the weight of the situation crashes down on you like a tidal wave. You feel completely alone, betrayed by those closest to you."

"A gentle knock at your door interrupts your tears, and Alana's voice filters through."

Alana: "Can... can I come in, Chicken Whipper?"

"Your heart pounds as you contemplate her request. Will you let her in, or demand that she leave you alone?"

"As you pass Alana without a second glance, a flash of frustration and anger crosses her face before she quickly masks it with a facade of sadness."

"Your father stands in the hallway, arms crossed, his expression a mix of anger and disappointment as you make your way past him."

Eric: "Don't ever come back, Chicken Whipper. You're dead to us."

"Your mother's sobs echo from the living room, her heartbreak piercing through the walls."

"Steph watches you silently from her room, her expression unreadable."

"With a heavy heart and a mind full of turmoil, you leave your home behind, stepping out into the unknown. Alone and betrayed, you steel yourself for the battles that lie ahead."

"And as the door closes behind you, you can't shake the feeling that this is just the beginning of a long and arduous journey."