Truth or Dare

The Game

I had to keep playing. I had no choice. It was only getting worse, and I hesitated.

"Please Michael, save us!" I heard Nadia's voice again. I whimpered and shivered. I have never been scared this much in my life before. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I walked down the corridor once again after I answered to the truth.

"Michael, Michael. Truth or dare? You only have two of each. Almost there. What will you choose now?
"Dare," I said.

"Run up the stairs."
"What?"
"Run up the stairs, Michael!" The voice screamed.

I did so. Each step screeched and I felt like it was going to break. I was shaking and I couldn't look at the stairs anymore. I tiptoed slowly, trying to make myself as light as possible;even though my weight wouldn't change.

"MICHAEL. WHAT DID I SAY?"
"W, w, what? What did I do wrong?" I whimpered.
"I said RUN, Michael, RUN!" When it said that, my legs started moving. I wasn't making them move. They just moved on their own. This was another consequence. There were so many stairs. It was a haunted house; of course. My legs wouldn't stop, no matter how tired I got. Tears filled my eyes, and soon they dropped onto my scratched, bleeding legs. They were scraping the wood on the sides, and it was painful.

There seemed to be infinite stairs; not until I passed out.