The Game

Waking up

I looked around but everything around me was black. I couldn't move my arms or legs. I started to panic and wanted to scream. Where was I? Suddenly a light blinded my eyes and i heared a creepy voice "Hello Lisa , i want to play a game and you are the one i chose to play it with" "who are you! And how do you know my name?! And let me go for fuck sake!!" I couldn't helped it , i tried to stop cursing since my friends noticed i did it almost all the time. But now , i couldn't stop it. "No, I'm not letting you go. And i don't only know your name, i know everything. About you, your family and friends" I felt like i was slapped in my face. How? Was all i could think. "That's enough chat Lisa lets begin!" the light dimmed and finally i saw everything around me. I looked trough the small room and saw a boy of my age sitting in a corner. He wore a black t-shirt, a dark blue jeans, black sneakers and a grey beanie. He looked up at me. "Did he brought you here to?" he said. I looked at his face, he looked kinda cute and he had brown eyes and brown hair. "Yes, what is this place? What are we doing here? What kind of game does he wants to play?" he started to get up and slowly walked towards me. " i don't know what this place is. All i know is that there were many others here before you, i saw their bodies. The game he wants to play with us , is probably gonna be our death" i looked shocked and looked at my arms, they were tied on a chair with some rope. I struggled to get free and the boy saw it. He started to cut the rope with a knife he holds in his hand. In the soft light i saw it blink. I gasped for air. What if he was going to kill me after he helped me? I looked anxious at his face. He looked relaxed like there was nothing going on. I was finally undone of the rope and i jumped on my feet, i ran towards the wall and quickly turned around. I must had surprised him because he was still standing at the chair with the rope and knife in his hands. He dropped the rope and putted the knife away. "Calm down. I'm not going to hurt you. If we do what he wants, maybe he will let us go after a while" i looked in his eyes and saw that he was exhausted. "How long have you been here?" i asked while i didn't looked away from his eyes. "I've been here now for like two days?" he answered. i thought about the knife, the dirt on his arms. He said he had seen the bodies, what if he not only saw them? But also killed one? These questions kept repeating in my head. "What's wrong?" he walked a step towards me and i stepped back. I could feel the cold wall pressing against my arms, legs and back. "Just stay where you are! Who are you?" a cute smile came on his face and he said " i'm Tom. My friends called me Tommie because they thought it will be funny" when he said the word friends, his smile was gone and he looked to the floor. I started to feel sorry for him. He must had a though time here, and all i did was being scared for him, while he could help me. I started to relax a bit and stepped away from the wall. Before he could say anything, the lights gone out and the room was black again. I screamed and i heard him shouting that i shouldn't worry and something about that he would come to me. I felt a hand on my arm. In reflex i almost slapped him. "Did you guys had enough time to get to know each other? This is what you are going to do. This place is bigger then only this room. Remember tom?" i felt a pain trough my arm on the place he was holding it. A little sound slept trough my lips and i felt the pressure on my arm going away. The creepy voice continued. " like i thought. You didn't liked it over there, do you? You saw a friend gone crazy and you lost the others out of sight. Finding one back, laying on the ground. Death" the last word he said, could i felt trough my bones. What if my friends where also here? What if we were also going to die? "But enough. I want you to walk trough this place. You must find something for me, and it wouldn't be easy. There is no way out, and maybe you get hurt, or die. You will get several missions and you will have to kill for your own life. If you look good, you will see a couple things you can use as a weapon on your way. If you are smart, you pick them up. Before anyone else does" A door opened and i felt a cold wind coming trough it. "Good luck" the lights were on again and i looked at Tom. His face looked angry and he was shaking. "Okay, lets go!" he said while he walked towards the door. I quickly looked through the room and walked towards the door. "Just one thing , don't worry. We'll get trough this" he said. he turned around and stepped in the hallway. I followed him into the cold place.

~this was my first part of the story. I hoped you liked it♡~