The Devil's Game

Chapter three

My whole body shook uncontrollably. If it weren't for Mason, I could've died. Everyone crowded me as Mason got up. The car stopped and the driver got out. I sat up with Melody and Jane hoisting me up. My knees buckled out but they caught me. I was both drunk and shaken from what happened.

"Are you okay? I thought you'd move but you were tripping. I'm so sorry," the driver apologized. I couldn't understand what they were saying to the driver as my mind went fuzzy and felt dizzy. I gripped my head. Soon enough, I vomited right then and there.

I couldn't remember what happened next, but somehow we were in the middle of the city, then we were back at Kristy's. I layed in her guest room. Awaking from my deep slumber, I scan the room. Hearing faint voices downstairs, I get up slowly holding my head. Not needing to vomit was a good thing, getting up from bed looking at myself in the mirror. I looked like a hobo. my hair is messed in knots. Heading downstairs, I patted my hair down then came into view as Mason, Kristy and Hudson talked while I smelled bacon and eggs.

"Hey drunk girl." Kristy's enthusiastic personality lit up the room. The sun shone in through the windows, letting the rays of sunlight smack me in the face, blinding me in the process.

"How are you feeling this morning?"

"Horrible."

"Well that's great. Breakfast will be ready soon."

I stood beside Mason whispering a thanks at him. "For what?"

"For saving me last night. I could've died if it wasn't for you to come after me."

"It's no problem." He took a sip of water. Hudson and Kristy left to get some plates from downstairs. Silence roamed over us.

"So, tell me about yourself." I nudged him in the arm. He just stared at me with a blank eye. "Do you ever talk?"

"To the people I know."

"Okay, talk with me here. I want to know more about you. All I know is that you've got a creepy friend and that you don't talk very much."

"That's great." Mason took another drink. "Alright, let's play the guessing game. You look at me or give a signal when I get it right. Okay?"

He didn't budge. "Okay here we go. Do you like sports?" he didn't move. "Do you like scary things?"

He kind of glanced at me before moving his posture. "Hey look, we've got something in common already."

"That's nice."

"Okay, some time today, we need to do something scary. All seven of us."

"Okay."

"You don't talk and you worry about others. You seem like a nice kid."

"I'm not who you think I am."

"Right. I just want to know, tell me something, anything," I demanded. 

Just then, the other two came back along with Jane, Melody, and Justin. Setting the table, Kristy set out the food in bowls and plates as we dished ourselves sitting at the table. Eating away we planned our day. "My parents are away this weekend." I told them.

"Perfect, so you can stay for a long time." Justin replied.

"What do y'all want to do to pass the time?" Kristy asked. 

"We could play the picture game. I've always wanted to try that." Melody replied. Everyone hollard. After breakfast, we cleaned up, then read on the internet on how to play. Jane read the instructions as we sat in the circle. "Can someone go get a small mirror, another person grabs some string, I'll grab the scissors and glass as someone else grabs a camera, it won't work for the phone."