Red Wine

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Estabar was stuck.

Stuck as in he didn't know where he should go.

He ended up asking many people for directions to certain places.

It was against the rules to speak directly of the Dinner Table.

One word and you'd curl into yourself and die repeatedly.

A fate nobody would ever wish to face.

To say Estabar was nervous would be an understatement.

So to get his mind off it, he went around helping others.

A trait of his.

He was kind.

Some would say he's too kind.

His sister said it was part of his charm.

Truly he just loves to see people smile.

It makes him happy.

He loved everything!

"Hey Estabar!"

Almost everything.

Of course there were things he didn't like.

He turned.

"Ah, hello again. Do you need something?"

"Hmm, no but I heard you were going somewhere."

No point lying.

"Yeah that's right."

She leaned forward and smiled at him.

"Let me go with you!"

...

Estabar regret talking to her.

The girl's name was Luci.

She was rather.. talkative.

The two talked of most of the walk into a forest.

Well, mostly Luci.

They had to get to a house in there that all but screamed haunted.

Estabar had gotten a note that said,

"Congrats! You made it to the checkpoint! :)"

"What crude handwriting."

"My trip may be longer than I expected."

"Don't you mean 'our' trip?"

"Don't push your luck."

The duo walked into the main area only to find a bottle a red wine.

"Red wine?"

"Well, I suppose it's a prize."

"Should we drink it?"

"They left it here for us, so we might as well."

Estabar poured the Red wine into the glasses.

Luci took one cup and Estabar took the other.

"Cheers!"

They downed the Red wine and fell to the ground.

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