Truth Or Dare; Live Or Die

Chapter Eleven: The Game Begins

The boys stared at Trinity as she explained what we were doing.

"The objective is to erase the curse from the game and to take the demon out of Star. We brought the chalk, but the six humans are going to sit just outside the points of the pentagram. Star will sit in the middle of the circle, hosting the game. Once we start, I feel there is some way to reverse all of the curses the game has cast. If I'm right, the game will be destroyed and Star will go back to herself." Trinity said.

"Bloody hell. Shes on to something, if you ask me." Jason said.

"Then lets get on with it, whatre we waiting for?" Noah got up and came to me.

"I have to draw the pentagram. One sec." I went over and knelt down on the large concrete slab. I drew a pentagram the size of the entire space of the concrete. It was massive. I looked at Trinity, who nodded. Walking over to the circle part, I sat the crystal down, then the game.

"This is it. Lets do it." I said shakingly.

Once everyone was seated at all points, I lit black candles in the middle of every triangle where the circle met.

This was going to get weird.

****The Game Begins****

I looked at Jason first. "Truth or dare."

"Truth."

I pulled one of the Truth cards. My head was pounding, the world spinning like I were a ballet dancer.

"If you had... one day to live. What would you do."

"Well," Jason said, "Id do whatever I can and have fun with my-" he cut off.

The candles flickered. The one infront of Jason blew out by itself. All around us, I heard voices. Could see movement. Slowly, I got up and walked to Jason. Standing behind him with my back to his own, I used my body to shield him. Something rammed straight into my gut, making me fall to my knees. Someone yelled my name.

"D-Dont leave y-your spots," I coughed, "The candles are your o-only protection right now."

Everything turned red.

"Fool." A dark figure said to me. I was in the school parking lot, still. I looked around. I could see the group, but they couldnt see me. Odd. Looking back to the figure, I felt a cold breeze go through me and something sharp was held to my hip. Looking back, I stared into deep, straight black eyes. No pupils. The same eyes that I had just yesterday. Here I was, standing face to face. With a demon. "What do you want with them?" I snarled. "Its obvious," the demon said, "I only want to spill blood from time to time. Nothing like a little gore." He grinned evilly and pushed the sharp object into my hip. I bit my lip as I could feel blood start to flow.

I came back sitting on my knees, gasping. My side was bleeding. I threw off my shirt, with still a tank as an undershirt. I wrapped the shirt around my side tightly.

"J-Jason, continue." I said, going back to the middle.

Jason looked at me with pure white eyes. "What I want on my last day, is to kill everyone that ever meant anything to me." As soon as he finished his sentence, he bent over, coughing up blood and holding his neck.

"Possession," I yelled, the voices getting louder, "Everyone, stay in the triangles no matter what!" I jumped up, pulling Jason into the middle, to protect him from figures that only I were seeing.

What was going to happen next??