"What if I was one?" He questioned pulling all his interests. I ignored his question and we walked in silently. He beamed in amusement as about five ladies came in.

"Surprise!" A true sapphire eyed girl screamed and her voice became dead pan as she saw me. The remaining ladies sat down on the couch and stared at everywhere as if they've never been here before.

"It's not a surprise, I knew you were heading here you dummy."

She nodded as she walked into the room and I just stared blanky at the remaining four ladies. Luckily, I wasn't the only girl here and I might as well as sleep peacefully but unfortunately I was wrong.

Whimpers and hums were heard from the window beside me and it woke me up, annoyed I stood up from the bed, swung the curtains together and laid on ny bed back. Not long after, serious wind blew and I heard howling from the window. I embraced my eyelids concurrently feeling the urge to escape or run.

A long, ugly and hairy hand transcends the muntin. Feeling the loud moanings from the invisible cracks of the wall, my hands crept on the bed in search of my phone. It hit a table and I felt my hand land on the lamp, I switched it on and dim light filled the room. Barely seeing I decided to sit down on the bed so as to make myself aware of any fucking thing. A pale image landed before me and I could barely see the face. "A game is supposed to be played," I heard a voice and it looked like it was coming from what is standing before me. There was a huge smell, it smelled like a disgusted left out animal and bloodly smell could also be perceived.

"The game"

I had no idea of what he or she was talking about, for a moment I thought it was a dream but the prolonged breathe from the image before me swept at my skin. The feeling of toxic and huge goosebumps curled up on my flesh. I stretched to switch on the bulb because it seemed the lamp was so low. I tapped the switch on and there was no one in the room.

"Is anyone up here?" I polled, my heart beats running fast as if I was running marathons. There were no replies. I switched off the light, leaning at the wall but the low lamp still was in check. There were nothing again. Unawares, a hand held my both hands, there were so cold and at the same time heated. My heartbeat rose up and I fidgeted. Nonetheless, I dragged my hands away from the hold and it was constraining. All the bulbs went on and I saw one of the guys, the one who walked out of me first, and Jake. Jake was on my bed and he was the one holding by hands.

He frowned, holding me tight but the feeling I had earlier on was still untouched. It looked like the room was eerie.

"I am right here, you don't need to be the least scared, Abigail," Jake's soft voice went into my ears and I still couldn't stop breathing in a rush. My body was burning like in hell, even though I never felt or experienced how hell is, I was sure that it couldn't be more terrifying and painful.

His hands stretched up to my neck but I pull back further, anguish and anxiety were scriptured on his face but I didn't care. What does the game means? What am I supposed to play?

Jake stiffened in his posture, I guess he was shocked about my response in reaction but I really don't know what it is either. But there was this feeling of danger and I think the rest housemates if I may say were hiding something from me .

"What game am I supposed to play?" I questioned staring at the two guys at my front. They looked at each other as if they were talking or communicating together. Jake took my hand in his and glared at me deeply but I wasn't ready to understand what he was trying to say to me. I mean everything seems different. The reaction of some of the guys well, it's okay for people to be detached, the flower, and now this haunted room.

"Game?" He sat down more comfortable and it looked like I could see his ears tweak to listen to me. I looked at him and then the other guy, then to him again.

"I was sleeping here and there were uhm... strange things happening, the sudden moanings, the whirling winds and I could even hear sounds coming in cracks from the wall but there were nothing. It seemed like, I just figured it all." I whispered, afraid it might just happen again once I, I really don't know.

He dried the already and almost wet tears from my face, looking at me passionately " And then?" He questioned.

"And then, there was this image, like someone was sitting right on my bed and facing me, telling me I am supposed to play a game. I... think this room is haunted. "

"Like you said, it might be your imagination or you might just be whacked or feeling somewhat unstable because you are not home"

"This is not my first sleep over" I cautioned," and I am fucking not sleeping here. I am going home" I asserted looking at my shoes and pulling off the rollover. He stood up trying to convince me " Okay, Abigail I am going to stay here with you "

I closed my eyes and open those eyes back, biting my cheek I waved my hands at his face " Are you deaf or you didn't hear there was a silhouette just right here. I forgot to tell you that I saw a hand trying to struggle in this window, don't you get? What makes you even think I will want to stay in the same bed with you?"/I questioned trying to keep calm and by now the guy i presumed to be an angry bird talked for the second time " Then go."

Jake didn't feel sorry like I expected "Ciaran, I can't let her go. It's midnight and she might be a prey out there" Jake warned the angry bird and I just sighed.

I stood up from the bed and walked over to the guy. His silver eyes were sparkling even with the full bulbs that brightened every single spot. I looked at him and put my hand on my waist. Ciaran just ignored me as if I was nothing, but he kept glaring at Jake for some reasons I am not aware of. "Jake, you know slhe is right. You should just take me home or I will go myself."

"Wait wait Abigail, you really think I will want to sleep in the same bed with you? You must be gagging," Jake replied, his face full with mockery.

I bit my lips and walked to him " Then why not let me sleep in one of the girl's room? "

"That is because you are fragile, you might also try to escape at the middle of the night if you see those images again. I don't think they can stop a brat like you"

With this, he walked to Ciaran and both walked passed the door. Then a flash of the silhouette came through me again and I ran after them," Wait Jake, you caused this afterall and you want to just dump me?"

He waited for a moment but Ciaran continued walking and before I could discern his back figure he had vanished.

I followed Jake's step but was still grabbing the hem of my gown. "The game" was all I could hear in my head. But it wasn't the voice that do tell me I am a saviour. This time it was different and I thought it was from a demon or from a ghost. But those things weren't real. And however, the voice I could hear now and the normal routine previous voice in my head must somehow be connected. That meant being in this house might lighten some crazy things I needed to know.

Yeah, I took note of that.

And to the crazy angry bird, his name is Ciaran. He seems to be a boring person, looks strict and really weird. No, everyone is just weird in this building.

We got to a door and Jake pulled down the knob. His room was quite large, at least larger than my own room. Who was I kidding? My room is even nothing to write home about. I am just a poor girl, well rich before.

I looked around the room, there was a large blue mattress beside the wall and a sofa next to it. He would be sleeping in the bed and I in the coach. It is surely not a big idea but way too close. I walked to a wooden door. It was the privy and I honestly felt the urge to use the shower because I felt uncomfortable but it was midnight and we needed to sleep. Without looking at Jake I walked back to the coach and i curled up, before I could even think of closing my eyes I saw Jake at my front looking at me in such an irritating manner.

I didn't care. I stretched to the mattress to grab one of the pillows. I positioned it at my head and smiled "Okay now?"

He grabbed the pillow and stood up "Go sleep in the bed"

"Really?" I questioned unsure like I really don't mind sleeping on the coach but I do and was thankful for that. I had the chance to finally enjoy the real softness of a bed after about two months but I needed to feel not wanty, "I don't want to disturb you, I am just fine"

Without even thinking I guess, he replied, "If you insist."

"No no, Don't you worry I will just obey what you said," I scrunched my nose.

"Funny!" He said as he crunched In the coach. Having stood up and laying down on the bed I mumbled out a 'goodnight' and he replied with 'same'.

After what seems to be many hours I woke up abruptly. This was weird as I have never woken up in the middle of the night before. I reached the lamp on the table and switched it on. Not sure how many times I have switched and switched today. The light filled the whole room. I looked over to the coach to see nobody. I rubbed my eyes trying to assure myself it wasn't real but Jake wasn't there.

I flung the bed sheet away putting on my slippers. "Jake" I called my voice shaking but there was no reply. He might be in the privy but what the hell would he be doing?

This night would be a very long one. I walked to the privy and unlocked the door. There was literally nothing. By now, I had a feeling my hair was a total wreck. Sighting the mirror, I walked closer to it. My reflection was a total wreck like I imagined. I got a feeling a baby deliberately pulled my hair while I was sleeping or a bird layed its eggs there because there was no difference between a bird's nest and Abigail's hair.

I brushed my hair with my fingers to the back. I glared at my reflection. There were already invisible wrinkles and my face looked almost swollen up. I sighed, stooping towards the reflector I saw red eyeballs staring back at me. Shutting my eyes for a milli second to open and seeing the same bloody eyes staring back at me. The girl in the mirror was like some ghost I have seen only in the movies. She was wearing my purple gowns but it was filled with blood and was torn severally. She had a swollen lips and there was a sharp cut just beneath her eyes. The next thing a normal teenager girl like me to do was to scream and run away but I didn't. The girl looked as terrified as I was and this made me more confused. Then this voice came slowly in my head telling me to stab the mirror that It was dangerous and it would disappear. Where the hell would I even see a knife or something. I wouldn't even dare to go back to that kitchen, no! Then I remembered I always had a very small knife with me in case of things like this.

The girl in the mirror that looked like me was now nodding in such a way like what I am about to do would be the worse thing ever. "Stab the mirror," the voice whispered slowly. Okay, it's fine. It's just stabbing the mirror. The girl in the mirror might be a ghost who was using my reflection to confuse me and if I was to stab it. Then she might disappear right?

I brought out the knife from my bum short. I removed it case and held it firm. Scared that it might be snatched from me by the ghost in the mirror and... I don't even want to think about it.

It was time.

I held the knife more firm.

Trembling at what I was about to do.

To stab some crazy ghost.

Then a second.

I was raising the knife up to my head and the girl in the mirror looking like she was screaming and I leaned forward to...

Then something hit my hand and the knife flew away from me. Scared that the girl in the mirror was the one, I was about screaming then some hand held my mouth.

I was thrown away in the bed and a girl was glaring at me like I am some fucking movie. She was breathing hard too.

Then I recall Jake's sister and the four girls. It was one of them. My heart still throbbing in my ribcage. I let out a very few words " What the fuck is this house?" Those words weren't few but it was for me. I had many questions trotting through my head and I was scared none of it would even help my situation If it were out , least they are answered.

The girl now held my hands in pity, I was about pushing her away but i thought it was a good thing she was here. She might help. "Look here, all those things you saw were real no doubt." She answered like she knew what I'd be thinking. She was right. I was also dumb to think this might be a nightmare or something.

"What's going on?" I questioned. By now I wasn't the strong girl I used to be. Now,  was as helpless as a confused human being. She sat down on the bed comfortably. Looming closer to me. She looked at me and whispered, "If you had stabbed the girl in the reflector you might not even last up to a minute, I was here on time." She said, she picked a single string of her hair and flung it backwards. Now I was clearly staring at her emerald eyes.

" What is all these about?"

" That girl in the mirror was going to be you after you had played the game," she stopped letting me eat allll those words slowly. I needed more time to digest things. Now everything sums all to a game? What is this all about?

" Abigail, there is little time to explain but you must have touched the flower, and that flower... would follow you until you play the game and you... won't be the same. Not ever, not in another world or generation."

So it was that yellow flower? Was that a reason Jake didn't want me to touch it?

"What do I do?" I asked now. I stood up from my bed and packed my long hair into a pony tail. This is a life and death matter? No, I am just eighteen. Far too young.

"Who are you?"

" Deborah, I was once like you but the game has changed my life... I am just some unfortunate... Meanwhile, Stay away from Jake and everyone living in this house. No eye to eye coordination, stay very faraway even from me. Most importantly stay away from Ciaran!" she concluded and before I could even ask about a thing the door creaked open and there he was. The devil... the tempter.

Jake

Ciaran

Was i decieved again? I was starting to fall in love with Jake. He said he would protect me, I didn't know he would be the one to endanger me.

This is going to be a worse phase of my life!

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A/N:

What did you think when I said there are a lot of actions? Trust me now?

What is the game about? Who should Abigail trust? Jake or Deborah?

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