Welcome to the "Games of horrors".

Cold was the night when Amber decided to walk downstairs of her apartment with her bag filled with her copies of her books that were soon to be published. She would have never guessed that this one fatal night will change it all. The cold rushing breeze hitting her soft and delicate skin as she stepped outside . With one soft sigh escaping from her lips she finally starts walking . Soft and gentle steps as she walks towards the nearest convenience store owned by her old high-school bully. She enters the old cramp store of her former bully , meeting the gaze of him. Quinton. "Hey sweetheart. What can I help you with this fine night ?" Quiton says with a cheeky grin as he leans on the counter trying to act slick. " Do not call me that please . I came here to get a ice tea please." Amber says as she meets his gaze , his eyes drifts away immediately from embrassment . This was the first time in years Quiton ever felt such hurt , tears prickled in his eyes as his throat seemed to stumble with a reply to that. "Sorry, for being a jerk . Like I mean all of it." He says as he looks at her with hope shinning in his eyes, hoping to make up for what he had done before. It was one of his biggest regrets in life, it kept him up at night eating him slowly like how rust spreads over a shinning metal. Amber looks at him without any emotion on her face , not expecting him to say something so sincere . Well it was sincere coming from him atleast she thought. "Look man , we are grown adults now . It's all in the past." She says with a soft voice knowing that this could let him move on. For the past years she has been coming into this store ,the guilty and regretful looks of the young gentlemen did not infact go unnoticed. "Thank you ..." Quiton says in a shy and quiet voice almost like a whisper with a soft smile forming on his face . Amber gave him a gentle smile back as he handed her a ice tea . "Thanks." She says as she take the flavored fill drink from him. "No problemo." Quiton says with a goofy smile. The two newly formed acquaintances part as Amber walks back outside with her ice tea. She reminds herself of the errand she had to do, taking her copies to the publishers office . The young women sighs as she looks at her black metallic watch looking at the time . 11:45pm. It was pretty late and dangerous for someone to walk out on the streets alone like this. She had no choice either way since the publisher was only free at this time. She could not miss this opportunity as it was her only dream, to become a well-known local writer. She loved writing more then her own safety. She had been walking for about 10 minutes now in the cold night . She abruptly stops when she feels this unfamiliar cold breeze hit her neck. That's when she realizes it's dead silent. There is not one noise ringing through her ears. The stray dogs barking had stopped , the sound of the wind had stopped ,the world stopped living. She finally takes in her surroundings. She had been walking towards the wrong direction then she intended to. "f*****g great ." She mutters to herself thinking why she even ended up here . This place looked trashy , dark and eerie. Shivers went down her spine as she felt like the darkness of this place would sallow her. "Are you lost miss?" A young sweet voice echoed into the young writers ear. Her head snapped towards the sound of the voice . But she saw nothing but darkness . That's when she decided it was time to get the hell out of that place . She thought about sprinting her way out but her feet was implanted to the ground with fear like a deer caught in headlights . Her breathing hitched as the only street light started to flicker. "Please do not hurt me." She said in a low whisper. Cunning laughs started to ring in her ears as if she had been spinning around in the same position. She pinched her eyes shut as her fist balled up together with her shoulders stiff holding her breath. "Mhm a classic mortal move . Tsk tsk." The voice echoed again but it was no more the voice she had heard before , it was deep like the depths of the ocean . She swallowed her saliva that had been piling up against her throat. She held her breath as she slowly opened her eyes to catch a sight of this being before she meets her fate but was only met staring at her apartments ceiling . "What the f**k. Was I fricking dreaming this whole time . You gotta be f*****g with me." She says in anger filled voice as she flings the duvet of her body . She searches her apartment and finds nothing out of place until she gets to her door . She finds her bag filled with her copies . She stands still as her eyes catch a glimpse of the ice tea she had bought in that night set beside her bag. She never leaves her bag there no matter how drunk she is or high. Was it real? She thought to herself. She went back to her room grabbing her watch of the nightstand only to make her blood run cold . The watch had stopped at 11:45pm. No it must just be a coincidence she thought. She brushes it off even though everything felt off to her . She completes her morning routine and heads towards the small store that she went to regularly. "Hey Amber !" Quiton says with a bright smile making Amber confused on why is he acting like that. "Hi?"She says hesitantly as Quiton gives her a confused look. "Look dude I get it's awkward and all after last night . I just want to be friend , like an actual one you know." He says with a faint smile playing on his light tinted brown lips. That's when it hit her with shock and fear surging through her body. "What did you say?" She says with uncertainty not wanting what she had experienced in her "dream" to be real. "To be friends?" He says confused as he watches her reaction. "No before that." Her voice filled terror. "Oh uhm last night remember you came in for ice tea and I apologized , you were carrying your brown leather bag . Were you high or something?" He said dumbfounded at her reaction. "No...I uh sorry I'm just being weird " She said as she stuttered her words out. "Its cool dude -uhm okay" He said as she rushed out of the store running back to her apartment. She could not believe it . How. Where. Why. She snatched her phone of the counter and quickly called her friend whom she had trusted for the few years of her life . When her friend answered she completely broke down explaining everything that had happened in the past 24 hours . Hoping her friend would believe her . But her friend just thought she was high and playing fools with her or something so she cut the call leaving Amber with silence and tears running down her cheeks. Why can't she understand .