The CURSE: Deadly Games

● THIRTY THREE ●

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Fine wrinkles are displayed real next to the tail of his eyes due to the bright white light that pierces his eyes if not closed.

"Ele? Baylor?" he muttered in search of his two office friends who disappeared being pounced on along with the light he could not see.

'Stay open' and 'stuck'. The two words ring continuously in the head of Favid without realizing it.

"Stand, break. Should it stay open? Trapped?" he asked himself after becoming fully aware of the thing that had just passed quickly.

His eyebrows sharpened because he did not fully understand exactly what happened. Where is his friend now? And what was the meaning of that remark he always remembered because of the unusual voice?

"Is this what the game means?"

His pupils moved to the left and right, up and down.

"Yes! They are in and playing the game at the moment. I have to keep the book open!" favid exclaims full in the middle of an empty space consisting of himself and some furniture.

Favid holds the book and holds it in a position to keep it open on the middle page. He began searching for items that could help ease the burden of keeping the book open.

Until there's some rubber in the nightstand drawer. Favid picked it up and tied the back pages of both sides of it. Now all pages that do not include the middle page have fused bonded elastic rubber.

Not there, but Favid remains vigilant. He went out of the hotel with bound books clutched tightly in his hand and searched for a nearby stationery shop.

All the equipment he could use he bought. Staplers, tape, tongs, and anything else that matters is useful.

With the condition of the book protected and wrapped in various public writing equipment, making the book a bit strange and stared at by strangers who passed by the streets not far from the hotel. Everyone who saw the book must have thought about the brain state of the owner of the book, they thought there was a little slant in the brain of the owner saw the book was closely guarded by him like his own son.

Still with the book held with writing supplies so as not to close or the page turned from the middle page, Favid wants to open the door of the hotel that has been accessed in. However, someone landed the palm of his hand to the straight shoulder of the Favid. He also must not want to turn around and look

"Hmm? Who yeah?" favid asked confusedly at a middle-aged woman standing in front of him.

***

"Seriously?" ask Eleanor while jumping like a child who is excited when given sweet candy.

"It!" exclaim Baylor.

His dirty hands covered in dirt raised an old key.

"Gee!" exclaim Eleanor.

His hazel eyes sparkled at the key like the heavenly light he saw.

"Come, we gotta hurry!" exclaim Baylor.

"Yes, of course we have to move fast!" timpal Eleanor's.

The two lovebirds rushed to the rock door and immediately plugged the old key into the keyhole and turned it around. Surprisingly, nothing had changed, not even the door had moved a bit even though they had pushed it with all their might.

"Let's push harder, Ele!" lirih Baylor while strengthening his strength until all his muscles appear on his thin skin.

"I couldn't do it, Lor," said Eleanor, then stopped pushing the door with immeasurable weight.

"I'm also happy, Ele," Baylor said.

Those who had initially thought optimistically suddenly lost hope of returning.

"What exactly does this game mean, anyway? I'm so upset, Lor," Eleanor scolded.

"I don't understand, either, Ele," Baylor said.

The two sat back to let go of the jaded pushing earlier on the uneven rocks, trying to think of a way out while occasionally staring back at the keyhole.

"Ele, do we have to say that spell again?" baylor asked after suddenly getting enlightenment that came out of nowhere.

"What spell? The spell we spoke at the beginning of the game?" asked Eleanor, who had begun to daze because of the slowness in the dark and stuffy cave.

"Yes! Although I'm not sure but there's no harm not if we try," Baylor said, followed by a nod from Eleanor.

The two ran in a daze like they were being chased by ghosts and stared at the moment after arriving at the door of the huge rock.

"Yes" replied Eleanor.

"One, two, three" Baylor said.

"The Emeamore Dezoido Vasida!"

Baylor's hand turned the key counter-clockwise while pushing the door as he spoke his incantation aloud.

Nyitt!!

A glittering light emanated from around the door that made the two squint their eyes.

"What?" they shouted almost simultaneously.

They could not believe what was in front of their eyes and blinked their eyes repeatedly looking around them.

***

"My name is Isabelle" said the woman, hearing the young man's question in front of her with a book's hand.

"Can I help you?" ask Favid to see Isabelle who seems healthy fit and does not lack anything.

However, a cynical smile loomed on Isabelle's lips, and ... her gaze to ... book? It was considered natural by Favid because people on the streets were staring at his book more often than himself, more precisely first to his book before him.

"Oh, what book is that? Can I see?" ask Isabelle and take the book.

Favid immediately slightly rewinded his body away from Isabelle. The grasp that was initially a little careless now instantly tightened at Isabelle's presumptuous actions.

"I'm sorry, if you don't need anything, I think you can only get here" he said, then grabbed back the doorknob that had slipped off when it was called Isabelle.

"Emm .. actually I'm hungry" he said immediately so that Favid could hear it.

Favid looked at Isabelle. However, it seemed like the situation was not like a starving person.

Isabelle lowered her gaze with a sad look while stroking her stomach.

Favid then took out a wallet from his pocket and spent a few dollars to give to Isabelle which was enough for the needs of the next few days. However, Isabelle refused when the money fell on her hands. He returned the money given by Favid.

"No, no, son. Auntie does not take money. Buy one food is enough," he said.

Favid seemed to think quite seriously then reduced the amount of rupiah earlier to be smaller. But again he was rejected. Isabelle said she only wanted to be bought. It's weird, isn't it? Granted heart, asked heart, already given heart, asked brain again. Whatwant.

With a heavy heart, Favid invited Isabelle to his hotel room and wanted to order food directly by calling while Isabelle sat on the sofa in front of the television.

Mr. Favid approached the location of his hotel phone next to the edge of the mattress. He put his book on the edge of the mattress and picked up his phone and pressed the numbers listed on the paper provided.

"Hey! What are you doing?" favid yelled at Isabelle.

A moment ago, Favid felt a quick wind behind his neck and felt the presence of someone behind him. Right, when he turned around, Isabelle was looking down at the bed and was about to close the book. Fortunately, Favid had slipped his hand in the middle of the book until it was not closed.

"Emm-emmm, I just want to see the title of the book. Can't you?" ask Isabelle with a stupid face.

"Revelation!" favid shouted and took back the book and drove Isabelle away.

It was not the ungodly intent on the old man, but he felt the impending danger and was uncomfortable with Isabelle's gaze that always led to the book as if she had planned something.

Slowly Isabelle walked ahead of Favid who drove her away. Yet....

***

"Lor's? Why are we here?" ask Eleanor.

Bamm!!

The stone door closed back very strongly and disappeared. Yes, disappearing forever from the face of the earth.

"It's cold here, Lor," said Eleanor, rubbing her hands as the cold air continued to envelop them.

I don't know how long they can stay in this place. They could freeze to death here. Can you guess where they are now?