I'm Going Crazy

Are You Scared?

"Can you feel that, darling?"

Su-Ah shuddered when she felt Han's touch. There was something sinister about him, something very unnerving.

"You're shaking, darling... are you scared?"

Han started tracing her jawline with his cold fingers, his hands felt like they were made out of ice. He leaned in, to whisper into Su-Ah's ear.

"You'll be fine, darling, just relax."

"Y-you're crazy. You're insane. You're a maniac. You're a lunatic." 

Su-Ah replied, still trembling uncontrollably.

He laughed. Han's laughter was unsettling; it was as if there was something wrong. It was a crazed laughter.

"I may be all of that, darling, but that's what makes me special. You'll learn to enjoy me."

He touched Su-Ah's face once again.

"Now, let's play a game for a while, darling. It will be fun."

"No, p-please, no more games."

"But, darling, you have agreed to play with me, and you cannot back out at this point."

She could hear something in Han's tone that made her shiver. It sounded like a warning. 

Han put one of his hands on hers, holding them firmly.

"I already told you, darling. You can't escape me now, we're too far into this."

Su-Ah tried to pull away from him, but Han kept holding her hand firmly, as if he wanted her to stay.

"Listen, darling. If you just listen to me, and do as I say, we'll have a whole lot of fun together. You'll see, it will be the most fun you've ever had."

He smiled eerily. She would have sworn he looked like a devil or some twisted demon at that very moment.

Su-Ah, continually, shook her head. "Really, please, no more games."

"Then how about we play something... more serious, darling? Something a bit more dangerous, I say?"

Han smiled again, his eyes were intense, like he was planning something very sinister.

"Do you want to know my favorite game to play?"

'N-no, please, l-let me go."

"No, I don't think I will, darling. You see, this game you can't refuse! Oh, it's the one I've been waiting to play with you."

Han let go of Su-Ah's hand and started pacing back and forth, back and forth. His footsteps were loud, and they echoed in the room.

"I want to play 'Would You Rather'. Or better yet, let's make a deal!"

"W-what?"