Wilson Entertainment had always been "recreating" classic films Deathstroke had seen in his previous life, with horror movies making up a large portion of them. So when he suddenly started reenacting a classic scene from The Shining, everyone in the room was terrified.
But Jessica was the first to calm down.
At first, she had been scared. The bugs had kept ramming the door, then suddenly stopped. Only a few seconds of silence passed before an axe punched straight through the steel door. The thick metal door was truly split apart as easily as wood, and then a red diamond-shaped eye leaned close to the hole and spoke the exact same line from the movie.
It was terrifying. They were already in a pitch-black morgue, too afraid to turn on the lights, with cold air constantly seeping into their skin—and now the bugs had smashed through the door?
She screamed too. It was a woman's instinct.
But reason quickly regained the upper hand, and she understood.
Aliens bugs had never watched Earth movies. Why the hell would they make a The Shining reference? Whoever smashed down that door had to be an Earthling!
And she remembered that red monocular lens!
On the night she had been rescued, she had seen Deathstroke. While she had been soaking in the waste tank inside that truck, the owner of that red eye had stood by the roadside. He was also the one who had sent Deadpool to rescue her.
American high school students might not know the capital of Germany, but they had at least heard, more or less, of Deathstroke's legend.
The parents of Jessica's generation had practically grown up on "bedtime stories." Entertainment had been scarce decades ago. When they were children, they had no phones or game consoles to play