Her eyes were magnificent. One crimson the other one lime green. She was a rare find indeed. Her hair was black and it looked like it could've been used as a bird's nest, oddly enough I found that somewhat attractive. It was long and as you probably guessed, messy. I couldn't help but want to talk to her. So I walked across the bar to say hi. I don't know if it was just tunnel vision or me starting to blackout but all I could see was her surrounded by darkness. I made it. Before I could even say my greetings she said, "My place now."
It was a little hard to keep balance so I decided I'd let gravity win today. She extended her hand to brush me onto the unoccupied part of the couch. "Sh-should I buy you a drink first?" I said. She took me by the hand and then everything went black. I awoke noticing I was naked and tied to a bed. I just wanted to talk how did it end up like this? Maybe it went well. Then I heard some chanting which made me look to the bottom right corner of the room.
Three hooded figures started walking into the room in harmony. They were carrying some candles. I didn't like where this was going. I knew drinking was bad, why did my boss fire me? I only showed up late ten times this month. Now I'm going to die for it? Maybe I'm overreacting. Yeah. I stared at them as they drew closer.
They proceeded to surround the bed with candles I presume. I saw them pop up and down until there was nothing in their hands. They took off their red hoods, I noticed that they were three women that all had the same color eyes as the lady from the bar. The redhead said, "Leader the sacrifice has awakened." She spoke in a nice audible voice toward the door. The lady from the bar walked in with the same green cookie monster shirt, red jacket and black jeans. She was holding a knife and a bucket.
I started crying instantaneously. I think I lost my man card for that one. I was swallowing my mucus so fast. They said, "What a pathetic excuse for a man." I stopped crying long enough ask, "Pathetic enough to let go?" They immediately dropped to the floor. I thought I caught a lucky break, until the sound of them laughing in unison reached my ears. My plea for life was amusing to them.
"Damn it! I spilled the bucket of baby rabbits blood." No one was in a laughing mood any longer. The leader got up and she seemed very angry. She rushed over to me with knife ready. She grabbed my little friend and swung her right hand back with the blade in it. I closed my eyes and shouted, "I'm sorry I thought you were interesting." I didn't notice that one of the women had already stepped in and calmed her down.
The leader said, "Those would've been your parting words with your man-stick? Here I expected some begging and more crying. You are lucky we need you alive, for now." She lowered her hand and proceeded to walk away. Phew.
"Maybe it is just me but I think that losing the rabbit's blood was a sign. A sign that you should let me go. I am just trying to look out for you guys." They weren't buying it. "And put out those candles. That is a fire hazard; we wouldn't want to risk someone dying."
The brunette asked, "You sure we can't castrate him? I'm a registered nurse I'll make sure he doesn't bleed to death." I shook my head side to side vigorously. The redhead looked at me, I tried to look as pathetic as possible. Tears in my eyes, bottom lip trembling, nose running. Hopefully she would pity me enough to save my friend from that monster. I then said, "You don't want to do that. That would be like taking a teddy bear from a small child. I feel so attached to it that sometimes I think it is part of my body."
In unison they said, "You are an idiot." They started to flash a smile.
I said, "If being an idiot will keep me intact I'll do it full-time, I already lost my job." This whole being sacrificed thing was becoming lighter by the minute. I would've forgotten if I were able to move my limbs.
The blonde one said, "You're a sweet guy, don't take us feasting on your intestines personally." The look in her shaky eyes told me she was trying to be sincere.
I said, "You guys are only going to kill me and eat me? That's nothing to hold a grudge about. When I'm a ghost it'll be water under a bridge." She could sense the sarcasm in my voice. How am I not supposed to take it personally?
The brunette said, "Don't be an asshole. I reserve the right to make a small child grow up." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a switchblade. A flick of the wrist was all it took for me to speak nicely.
"I'm sorry. When somebody says they are going to eat me the asshole fairy pays me a visit, I guess that just happens to me."
The brunette realized maybe if the shoe was on the other foot she would act similarly. She gazed down and slowly put the knife away. She said, "Why are you being such a baby? We are only going to eat you alive."
Alive? They can't be serious. "Listen. In my wallet there are credit cards and two hundred dollars, we can order some take out, watch a movie about sacrificing people, and throw a nice slumber party. Wouldn't you all enjoy that much more?" It looked like they were thinking about it for about five seconds.
The redhead said, "Sorry we are all business tonight." The faint smile said she was kinda in favor of my idea.
"You guys have been working soo hard. I'm trying to treat you to a good time. Pillow fighting, ice cream, pizza, movies, and no regrets in the morning? We could even do our nails! I think that is worth seriously deliberating about." Hoping those communication courses will pay off. "It is still not too late to pass this off as a joke or psychological experiment. Just putting it out there."
The Blonde one said, "You're an okay person. We wish we could've met you at another time, sadly I don't think there is anyway you are leaving alive."