One, two, three.
"Come on, we just wanna have some fun." Sniggering.
"Nothing bad or anything, just a chat." More sniggering.
Four, five, six.
"Stop walking so fast," more sniggering. Footsteps quickening. Heart pounding. Seven, eight- "Gotcha."
I whirl round in fear as a hand comes around my waist.
"Go away! I squeak, it sounds stupid and childish when I say it, not like when he says it. The man grabs my wrist tightly and the others laugh as I struggle.
"We told you, we just wasn't to have some fun." Whispers the man, pulling me closer to me. If he knew he wouldn't. If he knew what was going to happen if he didn't-
"Let go." I repeat, trying to make my voice sound threatening. It didn't work.
The shadows seem to grow darker.
The men reach forward.
A hand goes over my mouth.
The world is plunged into darkness.
"What the…?"
I wrench myself out of the man's grip and face them, my hood falls back from my face. Red hair and pale skin shine through the dark. It's eating at my vision, filling me up, swallowing me whole.
"Apologise." My voice rings out in the silence, all sounds are cut off here.
The men stare at me.
"What the fuck is going on?" snaps one of them, he grabs my collar and pulls me towards him. I smile, remembering the words he told me.
"Penalty game."
The souls disappear.
The light returns.