When me and my friends were kids, between 7 and 10, we liked to play a game. We called it "The dream house game", but that was only because the real name scared us. The real name for the game, or at least what everyone else who knew about it called it, was the house of the damned. I didn't realize why they called it that until much to late. I'll go back to how it started before I get to far ahead of myself.
In the fifth grade, I had my last class with four of my best friends, so when school got out we would walk to one of our houses. We visited each others house on alternating days to give the parents a rest, and normally all our older siblings wouldn't be home until late after we were. Most of the time when they did get home, they were so exhausted from work or school, or both, that they would just leave us alone. But one day, when we happened to go to my friend Jay's house, his older sister and a few of her friends were already home.
We were playing with a new set of action figures he had gotten for his recent birthday, and heard them yelling and laughing from the other room. We looked at each other with concern and wonder for a few seconds before going back to playing. After a few more minutes, we heard a large crash followed by more laughing. At this point, we were so interested in what could be happening that we put down or things and started towards his sisters room. When we got to the doorway, it was partially open, and we could see inside if one of us crouched under the other.
Inside, we could see Jays' sister, three other girls, and two guys. They all looked about the same age, except one. He seemed to be at least in his late 20's, and I remember thinking it was kinda weird for him to be there. As Jay got up to go, seeing enough, he stood up to fast and knocked us both over into the door. If flew open and we both went tumbling in, landing at the feet of his sister. She towered over us, one hand on her hips with the other propping her up against her desk.
"What are you two doing in here?" She asked us, looking at us with an expression of annoyance. "We were just trying to see what all the sound was, and we kinda fell" Jay said, looking to me for assistance. "Yeah" was all I could say. We got up to leave, but before we could reach the door, someone behind us said, "Wait,". We turned to look and it the older guy I noticed before, standing up from his spot on the bed. He looked at Jays' sister and asked, "Do you wanna show em' what we were doing? It could be fun!''. He looked at her with a mischievous grin, begging with his eyes for the answer he wanted. "Fine," She said after a minute of thinking, "But you can't get upset with us if you don't like what happens!". Being the kids that we were, we were ecstatic at a chance to hang out with older kids.
As everyone became seated, Jays' sister, whos' name I learned to be Alexis, sat in front of us and explained to us what would be happening. "So," She started, "This is a game we all like to play when we get together. Basically, you have someone knock you out in a certain way, and you get to have a really cool dream. It feels like it lasts a long time, but in reality, you're only knocked out for a few seconds. So, you two still wanna do this?". Me and Jay looked at each other for a few seconds, before turning to her and wildly shaking our heads yes.
One of Alexis' friends went first to show us what would happen. She put her arms crossed on her chest, took a deep breath, and visibly tensed her whole body. After she did all that, another girl came up from behind and wrapped their arms across her chest as well. She then squeezed as hard as she could, slightly lifting the other off the ground, and then sat her back down. By the time the other girls feet touched the ground, she was out cold. The girl behind her braced the weight and slowly laid her down onto the bed behind them. After about 12 seconds, her eyes opened and she flew up into a sitting position. Once she completely regained consciousness, she smiled and looked around the room. Me and Jay were stunned, until Alexis began talking to us. "So, which one of you wants to go first?".
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How to enter "The house of the damned"
HorrorI used to play this game with my friends when I was a kid. It was fun to us back then, but when we got older and realized what we were doing, where we were going, we decided to stop. I wish we had sooner.