P o o r U n f o r t u n a t e S o u l s [Looking for Male. Horror?]
When I was thirteen, you sent me a message. It was short, sweet, to the point, and creepy. Very creepy.
"I know who you are."
I dismissed it as a trick from a friend or my brothers. Oh, how wrong I was.
Now, I'm 16. Tonight was the night that you decided you'd pluck me. You'd take me for harvesting.
I wake up, and I'm in a dark room with various items, as if it were a room of a prisoner when the building was in use. I was in abandoned jail, wasn't I? Oh, shit... I hear laughter and your face comes on the screen. Handsome, but in a delusional state. Dark circles under your eyes form against your pale skin. Oh, was that guyliner instead? I couldn't tell.
"Hello there, Miss Elsie."
I gasped. How do you know my name? As I ask you that same question, you laugh again.
"I know everything, my lady. This is my realm. A realm ruled by a dark prince for so long. I'm so lonely. Would you like to play my game?"
Before I can answer, you laugh again.
"Excellent. I'm going to tell you the rules. I'm going to watch you as you escape this room. You can have as much time as you need and you can use anything in the room. Once you escape this one, you may go to the next and so on and so forth until you reach my base, on the twentieth and topmost floor. Then, you can decide if you will stay with me or if you will slay me."
The screen clicks off and I stand. I am chained to the wall. I frown and look around. As of now, I am just a white pawn in this stalemate game of chess. With each floor I clear, I will become a more powerful piece - knight, bishop, rook - until I become the white queen.
A white queen against a black king. The most powerful piece against the most important.
I will be the one to call checkmate.
