Incoming call: Blaine

“...Hello?”

“Kurt? Kurt, oh my god.”

“Blaine, what the hell? It's...three in the morning!”

“Oh my god, Kurt it's here in my room, I swear, it found me.”

“What are you talking about, are you okay?”

“The statue, Kurt!”

“Blaine, calm down. Tell me what's going on.”

“Mike showed me this website with all these scary stories, and now I just know that that statue is in my room.”

“What statue?”

“Ben!”

“Blaine, you need to calm down. There's no statue in your room, nothing's following you, you're parents have the most highly secured house in all of Ohio.”

“But it's the supernatural, Kurt. The supernatural aren't affected by alarm systems.”

“Is Taxi there?”

“Of course, he's sleeping at the foot of my bed, why?”

“Don't you think that if he felt there was something wrong, he'd be letting you know? They say animals are more in tune with this stuff than humans are.”

“I guess. But you know he's not the smartest.”

“Blaine.”

“I'm sorry. I'm just scared.”

“I know. That's why I'm going to stay on the phone with you until you fall asleep.”

“Really?”

“Really, really.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

“You know, I didn't think it was very scary until I turned my light off.”

“Then why don't you turn your light back on?”

“...Kurt. If I get out of this bed, something will grab my ankle and kill me.”

“Well isn't that tragic.”

“Kurt, this isn't funny!”

“I know, I'm sorry. Let's talk about something else.”

“Like what?”

“I'm winning our scrabble game now.”

“What? No way....what word did you... Zombify? Really, Kurt? And that got you how many points?”

“Seventy-six.”

“How did you even come up with that?”

“Finn made me watch Zombieland yesterday.”

“Figures...”

“Getting sleepy?”

“Mmm.”

“Goodnight, Blaine.”

“'Night, Kurt.”

“I love you.”

“Nnghrh.”

“Blaine?”

“Luh you too...”

“I'll call you in the morning.”

“Mnkay.”

Call ended.