Twisted Games

Chapter 3

Everyone was in shock. Did Doug really just die? And if he did, which one of us is next. At this point it's every man for himself and I'll do whatever it takes to make it out alive.

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"Be prepared," the spooky voice warned " The next...game will happen whenever I want it to be, so stay tuned"

We all stood there, still in the gym paralyzed with fear. 

"Ok guys. I think the best thing we can do right now is to stay calm and make our way back to the band room." Alexa, the Drum major said to us. I don't think anyone had any better ideas so we all silently trudged back to the band room.

Back at the band room, my friends and I were huddled in the back corner. 

"We have to stick together. No matter what." I whispered to them. I was met with nodding heads all around. I lost my sister, and while I don't want anyone else to die, if anyone has to die I would rather it not be any of my close friends.

"I'm baaaaack, " the voice called out to us. "Anyone miss me? No need to answer that. I know none of you like me, you've never liked me.... anyway your next game awaits in the gym."

I wish we didn't have to go. I would give so much to just go home and forget everything that's happened. When we got to the gym, there was these weird contraptions set up. It was like a dunk tank, but in the water were many piranhas. 

"I like to call this next game Pirahna Roulette. Here's how it works: I ask you a question. You answer incorrectly, you might not fall in or you might fall in and be eaten alive. You answer correctly and you are safe for the moment. Any questions? Nope. Good."

And so we each got to our platforms and waited in anticipation for the voice to ask someone a question.

"Emilyyyyy. I'm going to play you a clip of a song. You tell me what the song is and you are safe. And if you get it wrong, well we know what happens then. Are you ready?" And a clip of music started to play. 

"Is it Ride of the Valkyries?" stammered nervously 

"You are correct." The voice sighed, dissapointed.

He continued asking people different questions when he got to Alexa. "Alexaaaa," the voice chimed. "What is 637x52? You have ten seconds." My heart was pounding as ten seconds quickly ticked away. 

"Your answer was 33,124, so you were incorrect." As within a matter of seconds her platform released from under her.

You could hear her screams as the piranhas ate away at her. It wasn't until the screams stopped when we knew she was dead. I fell to my knees, suddenly everything that we've been through thus far came to mind. First Karalyn dying, the Doug, and now Alexa. How many more lives will he take? Who is the person behind this voice? When will we able to leave?

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So many questions, and no answers... for now. Stay tuned to find out the answers. Until next time, adios 

-Katelyn