Back in that old room.
The defeated, hanging bodies of my beloved friends, those who battled life and death with me, still their to show me that I lost.
The bodies burned into the wood by the fire, still where we 'committed suicide'.
But the situation was different now.
In a corner of the room, I saw through the mask which our executioners wore, was Savannah, laying peacefully on a pillow, though she was heavily drugged up, with that crazy bitch sitting next to her, petting her head an putting out a ball on a string for Savannah to play with.
Like she was a pet.
On the right side of the room, I saw the demon who haunted my nightmares. The slash mark on his neck to show I slit his throat, yet the vibrant eyes he had proved he was living.
Surrounding the bodies were our parents.
Even mine were there.
And they moaned and cried, to each of the bodies. Their red, beady faces showed how hard they moarned our losses.
Even my parents cried to the fake, strung up body of mine.
I watched for as long as possible until the voice in my ear told me to get started, and asked if I knew the rules.
Of course I did, I had survived till now with a madman, had I not?
"Everyone, please, listen up. We are here today, not to mourn the losses of our friends and kids who have died, but as a form of punishment.
We must play a game of Hangman..."
I clearly explained the rules, and pointed out to them to YELL out the answer.
I needed time to come up with a plan.
And time was not on our side.
"After each round, you will be given 12-"
"No, only 10 minutes."
Why did she lower the time so much?
"10 minutes to do as you like...
On this desk here is two decks.
One which the administrator, Alisha, created.
This one will call up your name. That is the contestant to go..."
"This bottom deck, it has 3 parts.
1/3 is escape cards.
1/3 is death cards
1/3 is life cards.
If you get the life card, free you shall be sent out. If you get the death card... you know what awaits. A escape card will depend on your luck, though. You will be sent to roam the halls..."
"The first person up... is Johanson Deerwester."
"You got... a death card..."
Tears rolled down my face. Due to a bad draw I had killed my own father..
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HANGMAN (Book One Of 'The Collection' Series)
Horror*please note this story does have some reader interaction* Highest Ranking #282 in horror!! "Allow me to explain how the game is played." said the executioner toward the group of people. "It is very simple, but unlike how you would normally play, fo...
