I eventually reach the dolphin inn and see yet another balloon. I check the time. 6:15pm. I'm two minutes early, they can't have left...
I grab the fucking balloon, anger building inside of me. I wipe my eyes and read the permanent marker on the balloon.
"Don't turn around..."
Don't turn around? What the fuck? I go to spin round when suddenly, a large pair of arms grab me.
A cloth is tightly held over my mouth. I go to scream, trying to take deep breaths but my eyes begin to blur really bad. I let out a final yelp for help as my eyesight fades away.
"Is she ever going to wake up?" An anxious voice asks.
"Who fucking cares?" A harsh, deep voice shouts.
Where am I? What time is it? I don't open my eyes, I'm too scared. I want to scream for help, but that'll make this worse. Why did I follow the clues? It was obviously going to be bad... Someone please help me... Please. I feel someone's warm breath on my neck, I squeal anxiously but try to stay silent.
"She's awake! Open your fucking eyes!!" The deep voice yells at me, spitting on my face.
I squeal once again and slowly open my eyes to reveal a tall blonde boy and a boy with coloured hair standing around. The blonde boy smirks at me.
"Hello Esmae, remember me yet?"
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The Game
FanfictionWhen Esmae receives an odd text from an unknown number, she is given clues to find the creep sending her these. Will it end well? Who knows?
