Truth and dare

Just a normal truth and dare game, with a dare that will change Alex's life forever.
In the small town of Hendersonville, there is one old castle that stands out with a mystery. Many people are seen entering easily, but none are seen coming out, and one particular dare sends normal teenager, Alex, investigating it.
He finds things no human will ever encounter in their life, and sees things no human will ever imagine of seeing.
It turns out the old castle isn't just a pile of old bricks, it holds a dark and mysterious secret that is hidden from the outside world.

Truth and dare will never be the same again...not after this.

Written in the !st person in the past.

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7. Frozen in Fear

I could not run.

I could not breathe.

I was trapped.

Trapped in a place where there is no end, no beginning, and I was frozen in fear, wondering what is going to happen next. 

Questions ran through my mind, blood rushed to my head, and suddenly I felt dizzy, and with my vision blurred, the atmosphere changed, and tempo built up around me. I felt my heart, beating at a million miles per hour, like a trapped bird stuck in a cage, it's wings frantically beating to try to find an escape in the darkness, trying so desperately to live and to survive.

The last thing I knew before I fainted and collapsed, was a figure-a shadowy figure-making his way towards me, but I didn't have the strength to fight anymore, didn't have to strength in my legs to carry me away, and instead, I sailed away, to a place hopefully where I didn't have to be afraid anymore.

How wrong I was.

 

When I woke up, I was incredibly disorientated. When I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred, and every part of my body just ached. I didn't know what to think or what to do, but as the seconds ticked past, I started to remember everything. Panic rose again.

When my vision cleared, and my brain started to work again, I looked around me, eyes flitting to every corner of the room that I was in. And realised, that I was bound to a table in the middle of a large room, with nothing else surrounding me except a few coffins.

Yes, coffins.

Scared and very confused, I started to scream, and then a hand covered my mouth, and a pair of eyes looked down at me.

My eyes widened and my lungs struggled.

"Welcome, child." a voice said, in a slurred way.

I froze in fear.

"It had been a long time since anyone came here again." the voice said again.

"But you and your little friend brought business back to Mermox Manor again. We are rather grateful." the voice hissed but continued.

"You will enter the afterlife soon, Alex."

The voice took his hand off my mouth, obviously trusting me not to scream or make any noise again, and I heard it walk a few steps to the door, and took something off a shelf that was out of my view.

I decided to say something, even though I knew it was not allowed, but I had to. It was desperate.

"How do you know my name?" I whispered in fear, my whole body was shaking.

"Oh we know everyone's name, from the first moment they enter. We have been watching your every little move. And we know your friend's name, too, little Max." said the voice, pronouncing every word sharply and coldly.

When the name 'Max' hit me, it hit me hard. All I could think of was 'how did he know about Max?'.

The pair of eyes met mine, and the voice lifted a bony arm, and pointed to a nearby coffin. The box was one of the ones that looked brand new, with no tears and no scratches, just a dead body inside.

"Do you want to have a look at him, Alex? You will meet him soon."

"No! Please." I started to sob desperately. All I wanted was for this to be a dream, but I knew it wasn't. I just wanted to go home, run away, and hide away somewhere far away.

"Oh! In a hurry for the afterlife? We will soon fix that."

"No! I don't want to go to the afterlife! Please! Let me go!" I cried, shouting incoherently through my tears and sobs that were escaping from my mouth.

"Ssssh. It will all be over soon. And there will be nothing to worry about. First, a picture for us to add to our collection." the voice took a quick snapshot of me, panicking, and my mind immediately flitted to the thousands of photos on the wall that I saw.

Those were photos of the people who were killed in this manor! Everything made sense!

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