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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4. The Deadly Dare

We came out of Nick's house, and looked around for Max.

I was going to apologize for starting the fight, but I couldn't see him anywhere. Neither could the others.

Soon after, we gave up and I made my way to the manor, with the other behind me.

"Alex! Alex! Wait up!" I could hear Nick shout after me.

Nick finally caught up to me after a few seconds, and walked along beside me.

"You know you don't have to do the dare, don't you? You don't, it just came out by mistake. You know Max." Nick said, trying to persuade me not to do the dare. It seemed as if he was the only one who cared about me.

But I kept walking, not looking back, I wanted to prove to Max that I wasn't scared, prove to everyone that I wasn't insane, and that Max was going to be sorry.

As I was getting closer and closer to the manor, I could feel it more and more.

The coldness of the air, and all of a sudden, it was as if there was no oxygen in my lungs to breathe properly.

The sky turned darker, cloudier, and raindrops fell from the sky. I could see from the way that the sky had turned, that there was likely to be a storm, and that the weather wouldn't turn out so great.

I shuddered, and breathed deeply to calm myself down.

It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay. I told myself.

If I repeated it enough times, maybe I could convince myself that it was going to be okay.

When Nick and I reached the railings, I looked up at the old pile of bricks and asked myself if I was still sane.

What was going on with me? Was I out of my mind?

"No, I can do this. I'm going to find out what has been bugging me." I said to Nick, who was now looking worriedly at me as teardrops fell harder from the sky.

A storm was definitely brewing up.

Perfect weather to accompany me on the perfect trip to the perfectly haunted manor. What a perfect day.

I opened the railings and just as I was about to enter, Nick caught my coat sleeve.

"If you really want to do this, I can't stop you, and we both know that. But promise me one thing." Nick whispered, looking my directly in the eye.

He seemed more serious now than I had ever seen him.

"What?" I asked, whispering back, my voice barely above a whisper.

I was scared.

"Promise me that you're not going to be like the others." He said, shaking me slightly.

The other ten?

Ah. The other ten. The ten that had entered the manor and never came out.

Never seen again.

"I promise. I will come back." I replied, and hugged him.

I hoped so badly that I wasn't going to break that promise.

He released me from the hug, and let me go. I entered the 'garden' and closed the gate behind me.

I didn't look back.

 

The trees with their spiny branches and their hollow eyes bore into me almost immediately.

It was as if I felt them talking to me, whispering deadly words to me.

Their spiny branches as arms clutching me tightly, and I would be trapped.

The path to the manor was dirty, and dusty, with few leaves blocking the way.

I dragged my feet up the path and looked around me.

Naked trees surrounded me with their leafless branches and nothing else.

When I reached the door at the end of the path, I saw a doormat, 'welcome' it said. I wasn't sure if I was feeling that way.

Apart from that, the front door was bare, and the colour and pattern of natural wood.

There were no windows at the front side of the manor, or the door, but there was a doorbell.

I was about to press the doorbell when I realised that there probably wasn't going to be anyone coming to welcome me inside, was there?

I shifted around, looking for some way to open the door, and I was just about to turn around and call it quits when I noticed a slight crack in the door.

The door had been opened before by someone else.

The last thing I saw before I pushed open the door further and stepped inside was the name of the manor.

Mermox Manor.

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