No one in the friend group seemed to like each other, none of them were likable, lots of petty arguing and whatnot. The “twist” is pretty easy to figure out early on, and wow, if my friends refused to call for help because they were “scared of getting into trouble,” I’d hope they’d be cursed for life for being self-centered A-holes.
The only thing scary about this was how awful these “friends” were. I didn’t care what happened to them and I guess we’re supposed to feel bad for that one dude at the end, but nah, he was a punk ass b*tch.
I guess the lesson was to not have crappy friends and do molly with said friends because chaos ensues, yeah.