Kiara's Game - Part 1 - The Old Crones
by Kiara Reynard
Come out, come out, wherever you are…
10 minutes later
Seriously, Mark?
I’m in goddamn six-inch heels for you
And I’m stuck in the middle of the woods by this creepy old house
I know we said this would be romantic, but…
Now this just kind of sucks.
3 minutes later
Mark, is that you?
I just heard a branch snap
There you are — I can see your dark hair from behind
Ooooh you wore the black suit I wanted you to wear 😉
But the man who turned around wasn’t Mark, and when he spoke, his voice was as rich and dark as 90% cocoa…
Hello Anna. I’ve been waiting for you.
What? Me?
How do you know my name?
How could I not?
Look at you — you’re gorgeous.
All that red hair, those blood red lips, that porcelain… skin.
Good, take a few steps closer, Anna.
I’m not.
Yes, you are. It’s okay.
It’s okay that you want me.
I… I…
That you need me.
That you thirst… for my lips on yours.
I…
Very good, Anna. Keep walking.
Follow me into my home.
Let’s pretend that it’s a castle, and that you, Anna, are my queen…
MONTHS LATER
On the other side of Savannah, in the Oglethorpe Mall food court, my friends and I were playing a silly game we called Kiara’s Game.
But little did we know, at the heart of our fun was something sinister…
What about that guy, with the hat? What’s he gonna order?
Nothing.
Then why is he going to McDonald’s?
He’s just grabbing napkins.
Bullshit. You can’t possibly know that. I’m totally winning this round.
If you’re so sure, let’s up the stakes. Ten bucks says Ki is right.
I’m starting to think that I should get a cut of the ‘Kiara’s Game’ profits.
We didn’t ask you, Kiara.
Wait, Hat Guy is at the counter and he’s…
Grabbing napkins.
Shit.
Ki’s right again, and Maya owes me ten dollars.
You’re such a freak. How the hell did you know that?
All you have to do is look.
At what?
Everything.
For example, Hat Guy was sitting down with his family and they already had a whole bunch of McDonalds in front of them. Plus…
His wife had ketchup on her shirt and she wasn’t wiping it off.
Hence… no napkins.
Okay, smart ass…
How did you even know that was Napkin Guy’s family?
He was nowhere near them when Zoe pointed him out for the game.
Easy. Look at their shirts.
They’re all wearing Dallas Cowboys jerseys.
Exactly. We live in Savannah.
Oh, so they’re tourists! Brilliant, Sherlock!
I still don’t get it. They’re a hundred feet away.
You’re telling me you caught all that in one glance?
The truth is, there are a dozen other things I could have pointed out…
But I didn’t want to draw any more attention to my freaky abilities.
I just notice things like that. I can’t help it.
Bullshit—but double or nothing. See those two older ladies behind you by the window?
What about them?
Aren’t you even gonna turn around and look at them?
The ones dressed in all black? I saw them earlier.
Pick someone else. Something about those two feels weird to me.
I’m with Ki. I have a bad feeling about those two…
I mean, who dresses from head to toe in black on a ninety-five degree day?
Yeah. Sorry, I’m getting a bad vibe from them.
A bad vibe? What are you, psychic now?
I’m definitely not psychic. That’s not how I figure stuff out…
But something about those old women gave me the creeps.
I don’t know. They’re dressed in all black and scowling.
That creeps me out, okay?
Why don’t you grow a pair?
Maya gave me a deathly glare.
I bet money on this. You better play.
Okay, relax. The ladies in black it is.
What’s your question?
They each have a shopping bag. What’s in them, Kiara?
Is that a joke? How is that fair?
You said ask her anything.
Yeah, anything within reason. No one can guess that, not even Ki.
We don’t know that. Work your magic, Kiara.
It’s not magic.
Shut up. Just tell us.
Fine. In the bag on the right is a necklace with a cross on it. And in the other one is… a… a…
Book?
Are you guessing?
No, it’s a very old book. But it’s not like we’ll ever know for sure.
Wanna bet?
What’re you gonna do, ask them?
No. I’m gonna go look for myself.
Maya don’t.
Why? Because I finally stumped you?
No, there’s something dangerous about those women.
For starters, though the ladies in black were old and gnarled, their eyes were ALIVE.
But it wasn’t really their eyes that worried me…
It was the fact that they’d been watching us long before Maya noticed them.
Shut up. You’re not a good liar, Kiara.
I’m just saying, they really do look like witch—
DON’T say that word.
And with a final threatening look, Maya walked away.
What the hell was that about?
I should have warned you, you can’t use the “W” word in front of Maya.
What is the ‘W’ word?
Witch.
Why the hell not?
It’s kind of this thing we don’t talk about…
But there’s a rumor in town that her aunts and mother…
That they’re witches.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
People around here take ghost stories really seriously.
And Maya gets a lot of shit about being a witch.
She has her entire life.
That explains a lot.
Yeah, it also explains why we’re her only friends.
WOAH—look at Maya over there!
She won’t actually look through those crones’ shit, will she?
In a heartbeat. She may not be a real witch, but Maya’s fearless.
Shit, I really don’t think she should bother them.
Too late, look…
She did it. Maya walked up to their table and – without a word – opened their bags.
It was a mistake.
In the blink of an eye, the old crones in black pulled Maya down by her wrists.
And I could swear I saw a flash of steel in one of their hands—
A knife.
Why is Maya sitting with them?
I don’t think it’s by choice, Zo…
You see that too? That witch is totally whispering in her ear, and it doesn’t look like she’s saying something nice.
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, I’m totally freaking out now…
Woah, Maya went completely still. I don’t like that.
She isn’t even struggling anymore.
I know, Ki. Look at her face. She’s not scared anymore, she’s…
Confused.
Yeah. And angry.
That’s it. I’m calling security.
To tell them what?
If anything, it looks like Maya was trying to rob them.
So what do we do?
Nothing. We don’t do a thing.
Shoot, now they’re looking at us.
Not us. Me.
This is so weird.
What are they saying to her?
I have no idea.
They finally let Maya leave the table…
But their angry stares were affixed on me.
Jesus, Maya, are you okay?
Yeah, but no thanks to you, Kiara.
What does that mean?
You tell me, asshole.
Come on, Maya. How could you possibly be mad at Ki?
She told you not to go over there.
Right, because she knew they’d sell her out.
What do you mean ‘sell me out?’
They told me to stay the hell away from you, Kiara.
What? Why?
They said you’re dangerous and can’t be trusted.
Why would they say that?
Maya, Zo… I swear to God…
I don’t know them.
I turned to go confront the ladies in black, but they were gone… vanished.
I looked in the bags.
Kiara was right.
A cross on a necklace and an old book.
How the hell could she know that unless she knows them?
I saw them buying a necklace when we passed them at the jewelry store earlier.
Really? And you just happened to remember that?
Yes!
Bullshit.
They were probably just screwing with you, Maya.
What? Don’t tell me you believe Kiara over me, Zo.
I didn’t say that. But I know that neither of you would lie.
But those creepy old women…
Jesus Christ, Zo…
I almost got gutted by them.
Yeah, I know. I saw the knife.
We were scared shitless.
And you just sat there doing nothing?!
Kiara, you and I really aren’t friends, huh?
What, exactly, was I supposed to do?
You were just sitting there too.
I’m just agreeing with you that the knife was scary.
I don’t want you ‘agreeing with me,’ Kiara.
And I don’t want to be around you if it puts me in danger.
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