You were lonely, and you wanted to have a little fun. What harm would there be in trying one of those silly games children play at slumber parties to scare each other? They were all just rubbish anyway, no merit behind any of the tales— or so you thought.

"Let's play Devil's Hide and Seek." You suggest to yourself. You google the instructions for the game, and find all the necessary materials. You figure there isn't anything wrong with a little game. It's not like dolls really get possessed and do things, it was all you could think to keep yourself set on playing the game.

The only sources of light were the white candles you were burning. You had spread the salt on the doorways to make sure those rooms were off limits, and you set your game perfectly. You were trembling with fear and anticipation as you made your doll, unknowingly making it into the image of the mischievous god from Norse mythology who had tried to take over the planet two years prior.

You say your incantations, and go to your hiding spot. You wait for a couple of minutes, and then you hear the TV begin to glitch out. It makes weird sounds, eventually giving you static before it sets itself to Animal Planet. If I remember the game correctly, the TV and phone tell you when the doll is nearby.

You grab your weapon of choice, a pencil, because if the doll were to get ahold of it, the pencil wouldn't do much damage to you. The doll is out to kill you, isn't it? You check the bathroom, and… And just like the walkthrough said, the doll wouldn't be there. You now know that you are screwed. You had to finish the game. You carry your salt water around with you, and have the capful in your mouth. The goal is to spit the salt water on the doll, stab it, drown it in salt water, and then burn it for good measure. This is a little too freaky for my tastes, what have I gotten myself into?

You begin to sneak around the house, trying to avoid the doll, wherever he might be. You had almost forgotten what your doll even looked like, nearly an hour and a half passing since you began the deadly game. You hear the floorboard above you creak, and you freeze. Your breath stopped, and the creaking of the floorboards slowly progressed to the stairs; it's up there, and it's coming for me. It knows where I am. You tried not to panic, but you knew he knew where you were.

You found another hiding place, this one under your kitchen sink; it was a tall sink, with plenty of room to stuff yourself quietly and comfortably underneath. You pray silently, taking another capful of the salt water, since the other had dried up in your mouth. The game wasn't supposed to drag on for longer than two hours, or it would become dangerous. You were near the two hour point.

You hear the wind howling outside, and you shudder at the sound; I can't let my fear get the best of me. You hadn't seen the doll yet, which was extremely disconcerting. Eventually, you find the courage to make it out of the kitchen. You begin to wander around, careful not to weaken or break your salt seals on the doorways to certain rooms that contained more life-threatening weapons, like knives or scissors.

You see a shadow at the end of the hallway, it moves quickly into a corner. The doll. But the shadow was far too large to be the tiny doll you had made two hours earlier. The doll you had made was only about eight inches tall and, with arms outstretched, about five inches wide. The shadow you had seen was taller than you by a lot, and it was definitely more than five inches wide.

Something else has come to play.

You panicked and ran to your original hiding spot by the window, inside of the ancient wooden cabinet. You heard a terrifying, low laugh from outside the doors, and you close your eyes. This is it, I'm dead. I should never have played this game. The tassel hanging from the knob of the cabinet, with the golden bells, jingled, and your eyes opened instinctively. You were greeted by a wicked grin.

The tall man who bore the wicked grin was quite handsome. His shoulder length black hair had been brushed back, and he was wearing dark green and black robes.

"You wanted to play a game with me. At least make it fun."

His skin was flawless, and he had incredibly gorgeous blue eyes. Apart from that grin, he seemed like he couldn't possibly be evil. The grin distorted the man's gorgeous features, making him look terrifying. You felt yourself swallow, out of fear, the capful of salt water you had had in your mouth. Then, everything went black.