8. Manhunt Horror-The Bloody River

Sinnerand 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 this 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.

"Exactly." She shivers from the sensation as I croon in her ear while nipping roughly at her lobe.

When I pull my mouth away from her ear, I catch a glimpse of jealousy in River"s eyes, and all I do is smirk, irritating him.

"Wait, what if they don"t want this?" He chimes in, trying to come to their defense.

"Do you ladies want to play?" Saint inquires, specifically to Scarlett and Melanie, but primarily to Scarlett.

"Yeah, I do!" Melanie shouts with enthusiasm. In anticipation of her response, we all turn to face Scarlett.

"I do too, River. It sounds like a lot of fun, and that"s what we need right now." She continues, attempting to reassure him that everything will be alright. She"s too gullible, which is going to be the fucking death of her…literally. At least we have her consent, but to be fucking honest, it doesn"t matter if she consents or not.

"Fine, I"m in too. Who"s going to be hunting us?" Riley, Nixon, Saint, and I exchange glances before turning to face the group of unwitting victims, sly grins forming on our lips as our hands itch to grab our knives.

"Me and Saint will be the hunters first." I take a cigarette from my pack and hand it to my brother, watching my little sinner"s eyes light up as if she is seeing something she has never seen before. She smiles, her eyes hypnotic as she sweeps them across my face slowly. She moves slowly toward me while licking her lips and tucking her hair behind her ear, as though in a trance.

"Can I have one of those?"

"You smoke?" I ask her, taking another one from my pack, lighting the end as she sticks the filter between her shiny, luscious lips.

"On occasion. I kind of just feel like smoking one right now." I light the cherry with the lighter, creating a lovely orange glow as I watch her puff on the cancer stick. As she blows the smoke into the air, a smirk appears on her lips and the flame on the zippo goes out.

"You know, those things will kill you. You need to be careful," Nixon remarks in a mocking manner while prodding the fire"s hot coals with a long stick.

"Nowadays, anything will kill you. It"s getting pretty ridiculous," Melanie chirps as she takes another swig from her beer bottle. The drugs are running wild through Scarlett"s veins as she sits next to me, rocking back and forth and keeping her eyes glued to the stunning sky above. Her wild, large eyes dart back and forth quickly as she tries to remember how to blink. This should be fun.

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