Once Upon A Time, A Thousand Tears Ago #Wattys2017

Chapter 42: The wrong game

The bartender signals me and Zayn to enter another dark hallway. One by one, we are taken to an even darker, smellier and congested place. Soon, a girl in the shortest dress that anyone can imagine, approaches us "Girl has to come with me on the other side." She tries using a fake sensuous tone which was not at all appealing, but who cares. I look at Zayn and he wishes me 'Good luck' with a thumbs up and a beautiful smile. I smile back and walk next to the girl. 

The corridor bifurcates into a different hallway. I am not feeling good at all. Or maybe it's just because I am not with Zayn that's making me uncomfortable. A strange smell touches my nose and I try moving my hand to cover it. Suddenly, the fake accented girl tugs my hand sharply. I cringe at the gesture when a sudden pain originates and paralyzes my left arm. Someone injected me.

"OH HELL. WHAT IS THIS". I scream at a silhouette of a shabbily dressed man who injected me while pinching my arm so badly. I struggle to get my hand out of the woman's grip but I realize that she had handcuffed me simultaneously.

"What's happening here? Zayn........ Zayn, Help me"

The horrifying creatures laugh at my pleading. they start dragging me to another place. I resist, I try my best to fight against the pull, but I start feeling a little dizzy. That's the intravenous injection affecting my senses now. "Leave me, please". 

"It's just a game, honey. You enjoy, we enjoy, everyone enjoys." The man barks.

Finally, we enter another area that is even darker because now I can't even see any outline of anyone around me. the girl pushes me against a glass wall roughly. The sudden thrust causes my forehead to collide with the harsh glass and I feel intense pain near my temple region. Warm blood oozes out of the cut where a broken glass piece has managed to make its mark. My body is losing all its strength already. in the meanwhile, I figure out that I am in a cabin because now there is no open area around me. the door is closed and I am jailed in.

I slam at the now closed door. "Open it, let me out". suddenly I feel that the glass cabin is being moved, rolled to another area where I can hear the noise, a lot of noise. All of a sudden, a flashlight constricts my pupil size and makes me blind for a few seconds. when I get my vision back, I am happy to see Zayn with a blurred vision. As the vision gets clearer, I realize that he has been chained shirtless,  with a pillar. He is not in his senses too.

Next thing that comes into my view is similar kind of glass cabins being placed next to me with girls imprisoned in them who are screaming for help and some boys who are shirtless and are chained with pillars next to Zayn.

Oh, God!! What did we put ourselves into?

"Zayn,,,,,, Zayn,,,,, Zayn......" After countless of times, Zayn finally hears his name and tries to open his eyes. He looks at me and then starts struggling to get out of the chains. There's a whole crowd of people around us who are standing in this arena. Laughing, pointing at us, discussing, it feels like we are objects and they are our masters. What's happening here.

"Welcome good People......" A man who is between 40 or 50 years of age comes in the center of this stage-like area and speaks at his maximum voice. "Welcome to this month's premier evening". Dressed in a loose dirty outfit with a face that hasn't been washed for months, the man is welcoming everyone with the filthiest smile that I have ever seen. What is he welcoming everyone into? The crowd becomes silent immediately and the strugglers of these glass coffins become attentive too.

"Long story short.... Here are six couples. Girl on my right, boys on my left. We will play 5 game rounds, every round eliminating one couple. the couple that wins, gets to move out of the place without being touched and those that don't ,,,,,,,,, " and he starts laughing hysterically. What does he mean? After this brutal behavior, he thinks that we are going to play any game.

"We won't play any game, you retard. Open us." The young boy next to Zayn screams and tries to get rid of the shackles.

"HAHHAHAHHAHAH. Young blood! I see. No one asks you here, my little puppy. If you want to move out of this place alive, you gotta play the game as I say. Otherwise,,,,,, Serpia ! Kill the dogs that bark here" Serpia, the girl who brought me to this web, takes out a pistol and loads it. "Yes Monty, whoever speaks now, gets a bullet in his head." Hysterical laughter is heard again.

What's going on?

"So as I was saying, Gentlemen, place your bet on all the couples and the couples will play to win, of course. The couple that loses the round, will make you lose if you had bet on them. But don't worry! Monty is very generous. The gentleman, who will lose the bet due to the couple will get the woman of that couple for the next few days." Monty boasts about his gross plans. 

The crowd praises this retarded man who is auctioning the integrity of humans in this arena of animals. Shivers run through my spine as I hear the words of this merciless scoundrel.

"F******** leave us. Leave us. I'll kill you." Every boy that is chained is screaming at this rascal. Shivering, nausea, cries, everything is getting onto my nerves and I think I've lost my voice. I can see Zayn struggling hard to free himself but I know very well that no force can help him at the moment. 

"Let us go and I will give you as much money as you want," Zayn shouts at Monty. Monty comes closer to Zayn and utters, "I'll make more money here. Thanks for the offer." Zayn tries to kick him but his legs are tied too. Monty sees him struggling and laughs off.

"Get me out, you pig." The curly haired boy next to Zayn shouts at Monty.

"Holaaa !! I'm waiting for you to play the game. You better lose Shawn. I'm interested in your lady. She's got that body....." Before Monty was able to finish his sentence, the curly-haired guy managed to break free his leg from the shackles and kicked this fraudster right between his legs. In a spur of a moment, a loud thong is heard. The next thing that I see is frightening as hell. The curly-haired boy was now dormant against the pillar with blood flowing out of his neck covering his bare chest. The girl who would have come happily with him was now lying on the floor screaming in her loudest voice, cursing Serpia who had shot the boy to death.

The whole scene had quietened the crowd. Signs of humanity had vanished from this place. A dead body was lying in front of the crowd. Cries of the girl next to me are killing every inch of my body now. The boy died. He died fighting for his girlfriend. Maybe they had plans for their future. They wanted to live for each other. But he died and she is almost dead lying on the ground.

Monty reaches closer to the boy and touches the blood from his neck by his finger and then licks the finger. He makes fun of the boy who was now staring blankly at the ceiling. Four bulky men open the door to the cabin of the girl and start dragging her out of it. She is screaming, crying out for help, but everyone is intently watching the movie scene. They, then, throw her towards Monty who tugs her hair and then gives the worst glare to her body. He pushes her to the ground and signals one of his men, "Take her to my room."

Shivers, creepiness, mental breakdown, what else is left now. I manage to look at Zayn who is already raging. I mentally plead him to save me from this torture. Our eyes lock as the men take the girl out of that area. Her screams are muffled after some time. Maybe they will be muffled forever now.

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