Page 32 of Trick or Treat
"So, Scarlett, are you having a good time tonight?" After River and Nixon have left, Blade is the first to speak, his hand still resting on my upper thigh.
"Yeah, surprisingly, I am."
Saint reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, and I smile. "Sorry, I couldn't see your smile," he says, which, in my opinion, makes my blush even more obvious. "Do you have a boyfriend? Is someone going to come out of the woods andkill mefor sitting so close to you?”
"No, River and I broke up."
The corners of his lips pull up to meet his gleaming blue eyes as he jokes. His choice of words causes a shiver to run through my body and slowly descend my spine, but I ignore them and continue to smile.
The windblows, whipping tree branches back and forth, giving the impression of long arms reaching out to grab me in the shadows. I shiver and blink a few times, aware that I’m just hallucinating due to the drugs taking effect. My eyes are drawn to Blade and Saint, whose large, button-like pupils catch my attention. Their curly hair reminds me of a shaggy carpet, and I want to reach out and touch it. The clouds in the sky behind them resemble cotton candy, fluffy and dark blue and glistening with glitter. I try to reach up and touch it, but everything appears to be so far away.
"Feeling okay?" One of them asks, but I’m not sure which.
My head is cocked, and my gaze is fixed on the clouds. I have no worries in the world as I gaze at them both and feel as though my body and I are feathers floating aimlessly in the sky.
"Oh, I'm feeling great. Everything looks so pretty out here."
"That's the shrooms talking." Intense shudders run through my body as Blade whispers in my ear, sending my body into overdrive. "But you're right, everything does look so pretty out here."
I look down and notice both of them staring at me, hunger visible in their eyes. Saint begins to feather his fingertips up my thigh, while Blade drags his across my forearm, tracing over my Nightmare Before Christmas tattoo.
"I bet that feelsreallygood… doesn't it?" Blade poses the question, his touch turning playful and his voice dripping with seduction.
"Actually, it does," I admit that as the Psilocybin invades my body and the drugs run through my veins, shaking my world with uncontrollable hallucinations, everything feels more intense.
"I bet I could make you feel even better," Blade says, almost like a challenge.
"Actually,wecould make you feel even better," his brother adds, giving the spot right near the apex of my thighs a gentle brush.
I shiver, losing myself in the bright blue swirl of their eyes as mine flicker back and forth between them. "Is that right? And how would you do that?"
"Let's play a little game, Scarlett…You'll see,"Blade remarks while grinning mischievously as River and Nixon return carrying firewood.
My body lightens even more as I giggle out loud and struggle to sit up on my own, enlisting the brothers' assistance. Like I'm trapped in a Van Gough painting or something, my head feels heavy as the world around me spins and the colors become more vibrant.
I'm eager to find out what this game is all about.
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Manhunt Horror
Blade
Sinner and her friends are fucking tripping balls, while me and the boys are only on a mild trip, nowhere eating close to what they did...on purpose. Yes, we enjoy playing games and getting high, but we also need to have some mental clarity to make sure we know what we are doing.
Saint gets up and offers to help, giving me a knowing, impatient look as Nixon and River work to start the fire. Riley is still completely smitten with Melanie, so I think he’ll want her when the time comes for her to meet her end. He rocks her against his lap as I keep my gaze fixed on my mask and knife in my bag, just feet away.
"So, what exactly are the rules of this game?" Finally removing her mouth from Riley's and addressing those of us nearby, Melanie asks.
Sinner simply stares off into space, losing herself in the iridescent velvety sky that’s hovering above us and giving the impression of swiftly swirling water.Fuck, I love shrooms.Once the fire is going, Saint returns, hands River, Sinner, and Melaine new drinks, and this time takes a seat even closer to her. The four of us observe as they sip them without hesitation, unaware that they’re laced with a flavorless, odorless substance that will make them forget everything that transpired here tonight.
“It’s easy. Have you ever played manhunt before?”
“Yeah, but not since I was a kid,” Sinner says while still dazzled by the vibrant colors all around her, as if she has never seen anything like it.
“Well, our version is a little different; there will be two of us trying to find all of you guys. And when we find you, we get to choose what we want.” Saint smirks as he speaks; his voice has a sinister tone, but no one notices because of the drugs.
“Like something dirty?” My little sinner inquires, finally looking at us and licking her lips as the drugs begin to make her horny, just as we had hoped.