Play or Die

Chapter 15: Answers

I groan at the pounding in my head. My vision becomes clear, but not as clear since my glasses were long gone. I feel myself strapped to my dining chair, along with a presence behind me. I look sideways to see Ally whimpering.

     Her appearance hasn't gotten any better. Although, the gag was gone from her mouth. What happened while I was out?

     "A-Ally?" I whisper.

     My little sister pauses her whimpering as soon as she hears my voice. I ask, "what happened while I was out?"

     Before Ally can reply, a voice interrupted us. "I was waiting for you to wake up." May.

     I turn my head to glare at the six-year-old. I see her in Ally's bland white nightgown. Her feet are bare, showing pale skin. Her straight black hair looked silky; she probably brushed it while I was out.

     "I want some answers," I mutter.

     "You'll get some! Let's play another game: twenty questions," May exclaims.

     I nod my head, signalling for the spirit to go first. Although, she refuses. I obey, not wanting to feel her wrath.

     "Every time something bad happens, it starts at 2:14 a.m or p.m. Why is that?" I ask, looking into her dead brown eyes.

     "That was the time of my death. As you may know, I killed my family on July twenty-sixth. Then, I killed myself last and it was exactly at that time," May feigns a sigh. She smirks and states, "my turn. When may I kill Ally?"

     I gulp and answer, "I don't know." Before she can say anything, I interrupt her. "What's your story? Why did you do all of this?"

     May's face darkens. It was as if I asked a forbidden question. May clears her throat and starts speaking. "Before I died, I had a decent family. It was just Bay, Mommy, Daddy, and me. Although, Bay and I never felt loved from our parents. They ignored us because it was 'business'."

     I look down as I listen to her story. It was so similar to Ally and I's. 

     "Although, Bay didn't seem to care. Apparently, she 'understands' them. She couldn't be bothered and was obviously on their side!" May spats and continues. "Then came the day of my birthday. No one bought cake or a present for me. Mommy and Daddy forgot my birthday, but Bay knew. She just ignored me because of my 'attitude'."

     "On my birthday, the time was close to my death. Mommy and Daddy came home and didn't bother saying a 'hello'. I snapped. I killed them all, their blood and pleading gave me pleasure. Then, I killed myself."

     May stays silent, a sign she was done. I almost felt sorry for the little girl. Both sides has a story to tell. Her mom and dad didn't mean it, they were just too busy. Then again, you can't neglect a child like that. May is also wrong. She should've let her pride go and support her parents.

     "My turn! How should I kill Ally?" May's voice interrupts my thoughts. I feel Ally tremble behind me, terrified of the question.

     I furrow my eyebrows. I swallow down my pride and answer shakily, "in a very less painful way. Please." I shake my head and ask a question, not letting May answer my answer. "Why won't you rest in peace?"

     May rolls her eyes. "I knew whoever moved into this house might have the same problem as I did. I wander the halls and whatnot until I find someone. Ally is actually the twelfth person I've seen that has the same problem as I did. I killed all of them before, but they found peace. I got lonely, but I kept trying!" May replies happily.

      Disgusted by her answer, I stay silent. I bite my tongue to keep from retorting an insult. I feel Ally's hands tremble onto my back. My eyes widen, but I regain myself. I remembered something. 

     "I'm so bored of this game," May goes off to talk to herself.

     I take this chance to lean down slowly and untie Ally's loose rope. I remember tying the rope loosely just in case. Once I feel it fall slowly, I grip Ally's arm for her to do the same. She takes the hint and shakily unties my rope. It took longer since I was taller and the rope was a little more tight.

     Once I feel my wrists freed, I slowly get up. I stare at May's figure, who's back was towards us. I look at Ally to see anger in her eyes. The chestnut-haired girl rarely gets mad unless you really do something to her. Although, I shove her lightly towards the door.

     Before she can respond, I grab the dining chair and swing it towards May.

     "Run!" I scream.