Hide and SEEK

The box

The other Alissa will never agree to play the game unless... Unless, she thinks she doesn't really have a choice, because who in their right mind would agree to this craziness anyways? "You dont's have a choice. If you don't play the game I'll just stay anyway, but I'm giving you a fair fighting chance."

"Fair? No situation makes this fair. You'll not be taking my place." There, now she's showing her nails. I like it that way more, makes me feel better about the situation if she doesn't look that innocent.  "I don't care if you are a demon or whatever you are. I'll never give up!" I laugh at her interpretation of me. Ofcourse I'll be the bad guy...

"So you agree?" Demon? If anyone here is a demon I guess it would be her, she is the one in my place, is she not?

"What sick game are we gonna play?" I laught at her remark.

"Hide and Seek." I don't know what kind of game she was expecting, but it definitely wasn't this one.

"Well, bring it on demon bitch!" Her hands were shaking,  that's why she was hugging herself, so I wouldn't notice. Also her eyes couldn't hide it, she couldn't look at me in the eyes, so instead she glanced at me every now and then.

"Now, now no reason to insult, after all I'm not the demon." You are, you are the one that's in my body, my place. "Now pay attention. No mirror's, no going out the house or trying to escape, that'll only piss me off, I will still find you. You'll hide and I'll start from the first floor to give you time to hide. I'll count till ten." The shadow man said I had to find the truth. But he never explained what truth, I feel I should look for information first and then look for her. You are her, but she not you. What is that even supposed to mean? guess that's what I got to find out. Well, I got till dawn and it took me some time to get her to agree. No time to waste.

I do as I was told, I go down stairs to start from the first floor, tho it's kinda weird the way the first floor looks in contrast to the room, it looks out of place, it isn't neat at all, things look old and musty, it smells like humidity, I don't understand, my parents wouldn't let this happen, would they?

I push away the confusion and face the front door. The other Alissa was trying not to show it, but she was terrified of me, trembling, tears rolling down her cheeks. Good, I need her to be afraid, if she wasn't afraid tricking her would be imposible.

"One" I began to count. loud so she hear me. I hear her running, probably looking for a good place to hide.

"TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE..... TEN." I turn around. "Here I come to find you." I knew she wasn't on the first floor that would be too easy. I also figured she was probably still on her room, my bedroom thinking it would be the last place I would look for her because it would be too obvious to hide there, but finding her would probably be easy or at least I think it will be.

I gotta look around first and see if there's anything, anything at all that would help me deciffer the riddle he gave me. I decide to walk around the living room first taking in the stange site, it's so different from where I was a minute ago that I could think this was part of the place behind the mirror instead of my house. I stop to look at the picture wall in the hallway that goes to the kitchen. Picture of me and my parents in all kinds of adventures, always together the three of us, although they all seem to be old pictures of when I was a child. I stop and stare at them. A weird feeling came over me. It was as if, there were simply no more pictures.... I ignored the feeling and kept looking around and figure I wouldn't find anything down stairs.

I go back upstairs and turn to my parents room, there must be something there to remind me of anything in particular. I open the room and it kinda shock me, it was all dusty, run down like the first floor, like my parents haven't been here in a long time. Did they moved out? Did I stayed alone in this house? I look on the drawers of the dresser, there was nothing here. The closet empty, everything was empty, only a box that was left in the middle of the old looking bed, kinda out of place.

The box was taunting me to open it. I grabbed it really carefully, as if it was a fragile thing, I held it and it felt like whatever was missing is in this, it felt like power. It had some dust on the top and I blew it out of the way. It had an inscription and it said.

Aren't you lonely?

A deep feeling of sadness overwhelmed me and I cried.