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piercethewon · 1 year ago

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❝🧸Hitori Kakurenbo.❞

Kim Sunoo

• Synopsis:

Everyone knows how to play hide-and-seek, one of the most universally known games to ever exist, capable of trespassing every limit in time and space. The rules are simple, if you are the seeker, you count up to ten before your hunt starts, once you have found your prey, you stab them three times in the chest.

• Genre: Horror, tried humor at the beginning, sci-fi. One-shot.

• Featuring the rest of Enhypen members and Choi Beomgyu from TXT.

• Warnings: Violence, blood, knives, injuries, mentions of drugs, swearing, friendly teasing, demons, suggestive jokes.

• Word count: 5k.

―Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven… twenty-eight…― Sunoo’s heart was beating faster and faster with anticipation, his eyes were closed shut, forehead pressed against his arms as he leaned onto a big old tree, feeling the rough texture of the wood with his hands. He was pretty sure an insect was resting on the back of his hand, but he could not look yet, it was against the rules.

―Twenty-nine…― he paused, dramatic, as if to hold onto the adrenaline rush that flooded through his veins. He waited a bit longer, teasing his prey, imagining how they must be feeling, shaking in fear (or excitement?) inside their hiding spots, or maybe just ready to run for their lives, he was about to find out. ―Thirty! Ready or not, here I come!― he shouted loud enough for the entire forest to hear, and off he was to begin his hunt.

You might think it is a bit unfair to play hide and seek against six people in such a huge place with plenty of potential hiding spots, but the truth is that Sunoo has mastered the game after so many years of playing; all he needs to beat his friends is a strategy, light steps, and his sharp hazel eyes.

The plan was simple, he first needed to find Heeseung, because the eldest gets tired easily and at some point, he makes himself partially visible on purpose. Then, there is Jungwon, who simply sucks at the game and does not care about winning, as long as everyone is having fun.

Jay is in third place, he tries his best, but it is never enough; Sometimes Sunoo pities him enough to pretend he did not see him, but it is all worth it after the round is over and he gets to hear the older boy’s giggles as he tells the rest of the group how he “evaded” the seeker with his unmatched hiding skills.

Unsurprisingly, Riki is usually found right after for two reasons: One, he likes to hide near Jay to tease him, and two, that kid is way too tall. It is hard for him to hide behind bushes or climb trees without getting caught, but the competitive spirit is there.

Fifth place is Sunghoon, who is not fond of the game… or games in general. He kind of just sits between big trees and stares into the void, dozing off to the sounds of nature and the faint smell of pine trees. His ability to sit still for a long time gives him an advantage.

And last but not least, Jake, the biggest obstacle for Sunoo on his road to victory. The seeker does not consider himself a competitive person, but when it comes to hide and seek he feels like his pride is on the line, thus making him try harder than he would in any other game; on the other hand, the older boy would risk his life to win rock-paper-scissors or even bingo, the most boring game in the whole world, it does not matter to him as long as he wins.

The reason why Sunoo must catch Jake in last place is because he wants him to believe he is winning, only to crush all of his hopes at the last second, you know, like a good friend would, and Sunoo is just petty like that when it comes to asserting dominance over his favorite game.

The seeker grinned to himself, savoring yet another win even though the game was just getting started and there was not a trace of his friends on his radar. His steps got faster, getting closer to a particularly big bush where a lazy player such as Heeseung or Jungwon could be hiding.

His race got cut short though; only a few seconds after he started running, he heard a loud thump behind him.

―I win!― it was Jake, with his right hand placed on the big tree, his breath heavy and his hair a complete mess. ―I climbed the tree and jumped when you left, it’s over!―.

Sunoo stared at his friend, dumbfounded, flabbergasted even. ―What the…― his shock was interrupted by the rest of his friends, who heard Jake shouting and decided to come out of their hiding spots; all of them looked as confused as Sunoo. ―That’s not fair!― he complained, stomping his foot on the ground like an angry bunny.

―Should’ve checked the clouds, sorry mate but I won this one― Jake grinned, sticking out his tongue to annoy his friend even further.

―C’mon Sunoo, it’s just a game, let’s just start over― Jungwon stepped in, eyeing the rest of the group in hopes they would do the same.

―Yeah― Heeseung added ―From now on we can only hide in a three-meter radius away from the base, how does that sound?―. He was not sure either of his friends heard what he said because they were too busy firing lasers at each other through their eyes ―Was the game ever that serious?―.

Sunoo sighed, visibly annoyed ―Whatever, let’s head home now, it’s getting dark―. It sounded like an excuse but it was true, the sun was setting, the forest was getting darker by the second, and the road home was quite long. The boy started making his way back to the city, not bothering to look back at his friends who just decided to follow in an awkward silence.

―We can decide and write rules for hide and seek when we get to Sunghoon’s house, we’re staying the night there anyway― Jay proposed after ten minutes of walking in complete silence, loud enough for Sunoo to hear, as the latter was a few steps ahead from the rest; needless to say, he was completely ignored.

―Wait a damn minute― Jungwon stopped in his tracks, his eyes moving fast as he counted all the people before him ―Where the fuck is Sunghoon?―.

(...)

―I can’t believe I’m letting you guys inside my house after you abandoned me in the middle of nowhere…― Sunghoon complained for the nth time after his friends came back to the forest, only to find him lying in a fetal position under a low pine tree ―What if the spirits of nature had claimed my soul and turned me into a hallucinogen mushroom or something―.

―Don’t worry, we would’ve smoked you―.

―Riki, what the fuck?―.

―What? If you can’t be our friend anymore, at least I want you to be a black stain in my lung, close to my heart― the youngest tapped his chest in a solemn motion, giggling after Sunghoon pushed him inside the house where they were going to have a sleepover.

―My parents and my sister are out to visit some relatives, so the house is ours for the weekend― the mushroom boy explained, heading to the kitchen in hopes of finding something to feed seven hungry young adults for dinner. The rest of the guys gathered in the living room, sitting on every surface possible.

―So, are we going to decide on rules for hide and seek?― Jay suggested once more, taking his phone out and opening the notes app. Sunoo and Jake had been quiet since they left the forest, both boys were sitting on opposite sides of a large couch, staring at the walls with their arms crossed like a dysfunctional married couple ―What’s the point of making rules if Jake is going to break them― the younger one said.

―I know a special variation of the game with rules we could follow― Riki meddled before Jake could speak, which is a relief considering that hell was about to break loose anytime soon between the hide-and-seek masters. ―It’s called Hitori Kakurenbo, I used to play it in Japan with my sisters when I was a kid― he continued.

―But there are seven of us, how are we supposed to play hitori if we are not hitori?― Heeseung asked, genuinely confused, because if his Duolingo classes had not failed him, the translation for “Hitori kakurenbo” would be “Alone hide-and-seek”.

―I don’t know, I didn’t make the game― Riki shrugged ―All I know is that if you don’t follow the rules, an ancient demon will eat you alive, stab you to death, or both in a 2x1 deal! You can even get the deluxe expansion pack and let the demon haunt your house and terrorize your family for eternity!―. Everyone in the room collectively fell silent after the clarification; it was only then that they took account of the concerning sounds that came from the kitchen.

―Sounds good, maybe Jake will follow the rules if we play with a demon―.

―Sunoo, you can’t be serious, there’s no way that’s real― Jake rolled his eyes ―It’s just creepypasta―.

―Uhm, actually…― Riki raised his hand and pointed at the ceiling, mimicking a nerdy voice ―It’s Japanese folklore―.

―There's no fucking way you guys are summoning a demon to play hide-and-seek inside my house, by the way― Sunghoon’s face emerged from the kitchen door, he was covered in what seemed a mix of eggs and flour.

―Oh, c’mon, I know how to make them leave after the game is over!― Riki pleaded.

―The kid’s probably messing with us, I don’t think we’re at risk here― Jay added.

―I smell something burning…― Jungwon changed the subject, snorting after he saw every color leave Sunghoon’s face as he rushed back into the kitchen.

―I think it’ll be fun― Jake said, trying to make eye contact with Sunoo, but the latter just faced the wall again. Something was starting to tickle the Aussie boy’s stomach, and it was not the hunger this time ―I say we take a vote, raise your hands if you want to play Hitori kakurenbo―. One by one, the six boys were holding their hands in the air, some of them hesitated more than others, but there was a hint of curiosity and anticipation in all their faces.

Sunghoon soon joined, entering the room with two plates full of home-made waffles, a little burnt, but their scent was sweet and warm ―Fine, just explain the rules and we can play tomorrow night―.

―I prefer pancakes―.

―Fuck you, Jay―.

(...)

―This is so embarrassing―.

―C’mon Sunghoon, literally no one’s looking at us― Sunoo reprimed him because obviously there was nothing weird about seven young adults walking out of a department store with a medium-sized bear plushie that had a silk bow tied around its neck along with a heart-shaped card, just a normal Saturday afternoon for unemployed people. Also, Sunoo was not the type to feel embarrassed by things like this, he liked the black bear they had picked and made Jay pay for.

―We look like high schoolers trying to help a friend get a girlfriend― Heeseung said between his teeth, his ears were getting redder by the second even though he was not carrying the toy itself; he was in charge of the plastic bag that contained some other materials needed for the ritual. At least they had not run into any of their classmates yet.

―Nice bear, Lee, is it for your mom?― The mocking voice of Choi Beombyu startled the oldest, it seems like he spoke too soon.

―Actually, it’s for your mom. Valentine's is coming soon, you know?― Riki replied with a grin. It was a lighthearted convo, all of them were friends who liked to tease each other, so they just held some small talk before Jungwon urged everyone to go back to Sunghoon’s house before sunset.

After the boys had entered the Park’s front yard, the youngest of the group stopped everyone in their tracks, standing in front of the door and holding a T-pose ―I think Sunoo should be the one to do it, because he is the master of hide-and-seek―.

―I thought you said everyone could play at the same time― Jay inquired, confused by the sudden change of plans ―Are we really going to let him summon an ancient Japanese demon all by himself?―.

―He will be fine, it’s not scary at all, it’s just a bear!―.

―I’m not worried about him getting scared, I’m worried about him becoming besties with the demon!―. That was a valid point considering that Sunoo had a special and very enviable ability to become friends with almost anyone, including animals, and Jay thought their little group was fine with seven people, there was no need to invite anyone else to their sleepovers.

―Why are you guys deciding this on your own? I live here!― Sunghoon tried to step foot into the conversation but was brutally ignored by his friends, who were too busy throwing the stuffed bear at each other.

―I think Jake should go― Sunoo passed the toy ―He is the reason why we are playing this in the first place!―.

―That’s not true!― The latter replied, handing the plushie to Jay ―He should do it, it’ll be fun to see him scared―. Some of the neighbors who passed by were now staring at them, some looked concerned, and some looked annoyed by their yells.

―Okay everyone, stop!― Jungwon raised his voice, effectively stopping the chaos. He snatched the bear from Jay’s hands and pointed at Sunoo and Jake with it; the scene would have been kind of funny if not because of the boy’s sharp eyes and stern tone; he could be pretty intimidating when in a bad mood. ―You guys are going to play together against the demon― he stated, not leaving space for discussion or complaints ―Maybe some teamwork will keep you from fighting every two seconds―.

The decision was made and there was no turning back now, the two chosen boys entered the house with heavy steps, bringing all the materials needed for the ritual with them.

Sunoo and Jake made their way to the living room in complete darkness; it was past midnight and they were not allowed to turn the lights on, their only source of light could be the TV and some candles, so the first step was to light up the room with some.

―You are in charge of the candles and the water, I’ll prepare the toy― The youngest said, taking the lead, and even though Jake hated being bossed around he felt a little creeped out at the moment and the least he wanted was to argue with his friend.

Sunoo dropped the contents of the bag over the glass tea table: Scissors, red thread, a needle, a bag of rice, a nail clip, and a sharp knife. He had to focus because it was a long procedure and forgetting any of the steps could ruin the ritual completely, so he changed the channel on the TV to an animal documentary to get some peace from the sounds of birds and the gentle, soft-spoken narration.

First, he had to cut the bear open and take out all the stuffing. He decided to cut the back to not ruin the overall appearance of the toy, there was no need to make the little one self-conscious about its appearance. Then, he filled it with rice and pieces of his nails, a tasty offering, and a mirror self to focus the demon’s anger, respectively.

The last step was to sew the plushie shut with red thread, but there was a slight inconvenience: Sunoo had never in his life used a needle. He accidentally picked his fingers a few times, making drops of blood stain the rice inside the bear, but he got the hang of it eventually. After he was done, he tied the toy’s arms and legs with the remaining thread.

“And just like that, the little possum evaded its predator by pretending to be dead… There is a high chance that strategies of this nature will come to be the most effective means of escape, as most predators find joy in the morbid act of playing with their food while it’s still alive…”

―Yeah, fuck that, if a demon is chasing after me, I’m not playing dead― Jake spoke back to the TV narrator as he returned form the bathroom where he had to fill the tub with water and salt. ―I made a circle of salt around our hiding spots, good luck hiding under Sunghoon’s stinky bed―.

―As if hiding inside his sister’s closet is a better idea, weirdo― Sunoo retorted, holding the bear plushie up for his friend to see.

―If I ruin Sunghoon’s clothes he would literally kill me, and there were no other spots left…― the older boy tried hard to defend himself, because there was no way he would hide inside the parent’s room or the kitchen were all sorts of potentially dangerous things were stored, what if the demon turned the toaster into a deadly bazooka of carbs? ―Anyways… I got the salt water here― he placed two glasses on the table ―Are you sure you want to do this?―.

That was a good question, but at this point they were too far in to go back, so might as well give it a try and see what happens ―Yeah, I’m sure― they looked at each other in the eyes, and for the first time in forever, no one was shooting lasers. ―Let’s name the bear―.

―What about… Choi Beomgyu?―

―No! That would curse him!― Jake definitely knew that, he just thought it was funny.

―Well, what about Osito?―

―Like "little bear" in Spanish?― Sunoo tilted his head, looking at the damaged toy. He thought the name was a bit too obvious, but giving a cute name to a demon would maybe make it less scary, plus it was almost three in the morning, time to start the ritual, they had no spare time to fight ―Sounds good to me―.

They headed to the bathroom, where the smell of salt was so strong it reminded them of the vast ocean… or brine from a cheese factory, either seemed like valid options. Sunoo looked at Jake one last time for reassurance before he threw the rice-stuffed bear inside the tub. ―Sunoo will be the first it! Sunoo will be the first it! Sunoo will be the first it!― he chanted with a stern voice, firmly staring at the sunk toy and trying his best to imitate Jungwon’s demeanor from earlier.

Jake rushed out of there to hide inside Yeji’s room; unlike Sunghoon’s room, hers was a bit messier, but he tried his best not to touch anything and just hide in the closet. Before the game started, both boys had decided (meaning they played rock-paper-scissors) Sunoo would be the first one to play.

Back in the bathroom, the seeker made his way back to the living room, sat in front of the glass table and closed his eyes ―One, two, three…―. His heart started beating faster like it usually does, but not from anticipation this time. His body felt heavier than usual, his voice trembled as he kept counting. ―Four, five, six, seven…― suddenly, the TV went static, filling the room with an awful noise that made every muscle in Sunoo’s body tense painfully, but the burning sensation inside his chest kept him from actually processing what was going on, all he could do was keep counting ―eight, nine, ten! Ready or not here I come!―.

There was no time to be scared, he was the seeker, he was the predator, that stupid bear was at his mercy, the demon was his prey, not the other way around. He picked up the knife and went back to where the plushie was. Inside the bathroom, Sunoo was met with an even stronger smell of salt that pierced his nostrils more than before.

He was taken aback for a second, but he quickly recovered and took the bear out of the tub, smashing it on the ground. ―Osito, I found you!― he stabbed its chest, piercing through the black fabric and causing some of the rice to escape. ―Osito, I found you!― second stab, a tad fiercer this time ―Osito, I found you!― Last stab, his breath was heavy, his voice had grown hoarse from yelling at a seemingly inanimate object, but its mere presence made the small room’s atmosphere heavier, thicker. Could the ritual be a success?

―Now Osito is it! Now Osito is it! Now Osito is it!― Sunoo was getting tired, as if all of his energy was being drained, which was weird considering that he was used to having a fucked up sleeping schedule. He dropped the bear and the knife inside the tub and left the room in a hurry, snatched the glass of water from the table and sprinted to Sunghoon’s room, locking the door behind him.

The sides of the bed had been strategically covered with a few boxes, a desk and long blankets that hung to the ground to make the perfect hiding spot. Sunoo made his way under it, carefully placing the glass of saltwater beside him.

He was not completely sure of what he was supposed to do at this point, because according to Riki, the demon would start to roam around the house and its presence in the room would be noticeable, but how was he supposed to know when the demon was far away enough to end the game?

A few minutes after Sunoo calmed down, he started to realize how stupid this idea was. Riki had gaslighted everyone into playing a forbidden game, stating that it was the only way Jake would learn to follow the rules of hide-and-seek… Sunoo felt both annoyed and proud at the same time.

“Our studies suggest that the perpetrator of this crime used fear as a weapon to make his victims escape the safety of their homes…”

―Huh?― Sunoo’s heart jumped out of his chest after he suddenly heard a voice coming out of the TV, but something was not making any sense, did Jake leave his hiding spot only to change the channel? Wait, no, the sound was way too clear to come from far away, someone must have turned on the TV in Sunghoon’s room.

Were his friends messing with him? Was this a trap all along? No, that could not be the case because he would have either heard the door unlocking or the window opening, and none of his friends were swift enough to do that in complete silence. What the fuck was going on?

It took everything in him not to leave his hiding spot, essentially because, again, it was against the rules, and according to Riki it was the riskiest thing to do during the game, he could only leave after he made sure the demon was on the opposite side of the house.

Right when he thought that the situation could not get any creepier, he started hearing a metallic sound. At first, he thought it came from the TV, but as the creaking became progressively louder, he realized someone was trying to open the door lock from the outside, so painfully slow it made goosebumps spread through his body. Sunoo held his breath, seconds turned into hours of torture mediated by the fear of the unknown until finally, he heard the unmistakable sound of the door opening. Something was inside the room with him, and it was not human.

He started to panic, frantically looking through the gaps of his hiding spot in search of the demon, but it was too dark inside the room to see anything. He remembered the glass of salt water in front of him; Riki had told him that keeping the hyperosmotic liquid inside his mouth was the most effective way to protect himself from any harm.

In no time, Sunoo started feeling like someone was pulling his clothes, his hair, his fingers, he heard whispers, whoever was inside the room was cursing at him, demanding him to come out of his salty refuge; speaking of salt, the circle that Jake had drawn earlier was melting, unexplainably turning liquid and dispersing, there was not much time left before the demon catches him and mercilessly ends his life right there, getting sent directly to Hell with the same weapon he had stabbed the bear earlier.

He reached out to grab the glass, but it was accidentally knocked over by his trembling, frigid hands. Time froze, all Sunoo could hear was the beating of his heart, and all he could feel was cold water dampening the sleeve of his shirt, but it was not over yet.

He quickly snapped out of his trance, he was scared to death, but he would not give up without trying; there was another glass of salt water in the living room that Jake had prepared in advance for his turn, and that’s where the boy was headed next.

He kicked the boxes that covered one side of the bed and did his best to escape from under it as fast as he could, then he ran like the Devil was chasing him, and he might as well be.

―Catch me if you fucking can, Osito!― the bear’s name was kind of ruining the seriousness of the situation, but Sunoo was determined to get that damn water and win this game once and for all. He reached the living room, luckily the TV and some candles were still on so there was enough light to see the tea table.

He was so close, the key to end Hitori Kakurenbo was right in front of him, but seconds after he had crossed the door to the room, a strange force grabbed him by the ankle and made him stumble and fall flat on the ground.

Suddenly, all the candles died and the TV was turned off, it was pitch dark inside the room and all Sunoo could do was struggle against whatever had him trapped by his leg and pulled him in the opposite direction from where the table was.

He used all his strength to free himself, breaking free from the grasp of the demon, he reached the position where he thought the water was before the force brutally pushed him over the table, breaking through its glass surface and, once again, spilling the water on the carpet floor.

Sunoo screamed from the pain, he could feel as small pieces of glass dug into his skin, his leg was badly hurt, and he was unable to stand back up.

He could faintly hear a commotion outside of the house, his friends were alerted by the noise and were desperately trying to enter, but it was locked shut. The demon grasped his leg once more and dragged him through the broken glass, eliciting more cries from Sunoo who was very close to losing consciousness from the pain.

Was the game going to end like this? Had his pride taken him far enough as to lose his life for a stupid argument about hide-and-seek rules? Did it ever matter in the first place? He was too tired to think about it, maybe he could seek answers to all of his questions after reaching the eternal state of rest, but that was not going to happen tonight.

―Stay away from him!― it was Jake’s voice, or at least it seemed so ―I win! I win! I win!―. Sunoo felt as cold salt water splashed all over him, cleaning his wounds, and purifying what was left of his spirit. He was completely awake now, and the TV had turned back on, set to static, along with the candles.

―What the fuck just happened?― he managed to ask in a whisper, but the front door was kicked open before the older boy could reply. Their friends rushed inside, turning all the lights back on, fear and worry were painted all over their faces, especially Riki’s.

―I wanted to come earlier, but I was locked inside the closet― Jake explained while he helped Sunoo sit on the floor. Sunghoon immediately left to look for a first aid kit after seeing Sunoo’s bloody injuries. ―I filled a bucket with water from the bathtub, I couldn’t see anything, I just threw it where I thought you were―.

―I guess I’ll have to buy a new table for Mrs. Park― the room was a complete mess, there was shattered glass and salt water all over the floor, a few plates and decorations that previously were on the table were now broken as well, some of the neighbors had been alerted by the commotion and were waiting outside the house for an explanation, everything was a mess, but Sunoo felt strangely relieved. Osito was right at his feet, its fabric was torn apart and covered in wet rice; the knife was nowhere to be seen. ―Let’s go to the forest and burn that thing― there was a silent agreement to that, there was no way they would risk having what was left of the bear somewhere in the house.

It was barely six in the morning when Jungwon had extracted all the glass pieces off Sunoo’s body and treated his wounds, while the rest of the boys cleaned up the house. All of them were now heading back to the forest where all this had begun.

―So… You came out of the closet, Jake?―.

―Is it really the time to be joking around? Yeah, I came out to help you and left you all wet, is that what you wanna hear?― he rolled his eyes.

―Yeah, thanks for that― the younger boy giggled ―Sorry for being so on edge for a kid’s game―.

―No, I should apologize for cheating―.

―Can we let Jay write rules on his notes app?―.

―I would totally love that―.

#enhypen #enhypen fic #Sunoo #Kim Sunoo #Sunoo enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen horror #sunoo oneshots #enhypen oneshots

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vsynthbday · 6 months ago

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happy anniversary to "She's Always Watching from the Regret" / "Hitori Kakurenbo" (ひとりかくれんぼ) by Deadball-P (デッドボールP) & cosMo@bousouP! this song came out 14 years ago today.

niconico upload | august 18th, 2024.

[Image description: A screenshot from the official music video for "She's Always Watching from the Regret". It features the box art for the VOCALOID 2 Hatsune Miku, with a slight red overlay. The background has a honeycomb-like white overlay on a dark red background. Overlayed is red text with a dark red glow that reads both the japanese and english title of the song. End image description.]

#♫ — posts #— producers:#deadball-p #デッドボールP #cosmo@bousoup #— voicebanks:#hatsune miku #初音ミク #vocaloid

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werehoggin · 13 hours ago

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What if any of the Summoners tried playing Hitori Kakurenbo?

The MCs maybe but it wouldn’t go far

#werehoggin #housamo #tokyo afterschool summoners #asks

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regression-1863 · 5 months ago

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Chapter 2 TTWT

(tw: gore, body horror)

Sarah doesn’t exist.

You know this already. Sarah, Seraphim, they’re close enough to the same name, right? Its not too difficult to get used to, but Seraphim still finds themselves struggling to respond to it, even when Alexandra yells out to them.

“Sarah! Sarah, Get over here,” Seraphim hesitates, before walking over to where Alexandra and the other two, Dan and Amy. “Since Mr.Too Good For Fun chickened out, we were hoping you’d be able to join in.”

Seraphim had quickly found themselves pulled into whatever mischief that the small group of drunk teens were planning. Of course Seraphim had never tried to get the teens to leave the building, they could care less about that. They were just curious as to what the group was planning, and was quick to join.

“Its hide and seek,” Amy said, giggling as her can of beer swished around in her hand. She leaned against Dan, grabbing onto his football jacket. Another lie that Seraphim had sprinkled into “Sarah’s” story, just to make themself seem like an unlikely suspect.

Dan let out an overdramatic sigh, “can you believe everyone thought she was the goody two shoes?” he asked, motioning over to amy, “Alex thought she was gonna chicken out with Clay.”

Alex rolls her eyes in typical goth fashion, but theres something endearing in them, “ignore them,” she says to Seraphim with a smile, instead grabbing their hand, “they cry wolf about the smallest things, so I wouldn’t be to worried,” she teased, causing Amy to let out a cry.

“Do not!” “Do to!”

“Hide and seek on halloween?” Seraphim found themselves asking Alexandra, who smiled down at them.

“Hitori Kakurenbo technically. Have you heard of it?”

“Hm.. no I don’t believe I have,” Seraphim lied, not for the first time tonight, and most certainly not for the last. They simply figured they’d let this goth girl, no older than 20, have her fun. She had clearly been the one to come up with the idea to play such a thing after all.

Pretending to listen was easy for Seraphim. Nod along, repeat what she says back to her, and seem surprised at what she says. Simple and easy enough.

And so, this is how it starts.

“Dan, do you have the scissors?” Alexandra asks, holding her hand out toward him. He hands them over to her without much complaint.

“Weren’t we supposed to use a needle or something?” Dan asks, to which Alexandra shrugs, “if it kills us, it kills us,” she said as she stared at the stuffed animal— a monkey.

Amy blurts out, “We should name it Sir-Kills-A-Lot” no one bats an eye at this, so Seraphim doesn’t either, mimicking the groups vibe.

“Sir-Kills-A-Lot, Kinda a mouthful no? Lets call it Slut for short.”

Amy shrugs, “sounds good to me.”

“Slut? Thats not even an acronym,” Alexandra huffs, pulling out a small bag of rice as she guts the doll’s inside, getting rid of the stuffing.

“Yes it is?” Amy says, “S, K— oh, nevermind its not.”

“Well, lets call it ‘Slut’ to make it less scary,” Dan says, glaring at the small monkey plush as it got filled with rice. “Why does it have to be a chimpanzee?”

Amy groans, “I thought Clay was supposed to be the one using long words, not you,” she huffed.

“Still! You could have chosen something with less…” Dan waves his arms around, “limbs.”

“Limbs?” Alexandra swears she could hear the marbles clashing with the cobweb in Dan’s brain, “do you want us to chop them off or something?”

“...actually its fine as is,” Dan shivers.

~~~

They each put a fingernail in the doll, before going off to their respective hiding places. Seraphim hid under a table near the doll, which Dan thought was stupid, but Seraphim couldnt care less. The table had a blanket, and if this were a shitty horror movie, they’d be the last to die.

They just wanted to see if it’d work.

They sat there, every so often looking at the storage closet that the doll was in, peering out, waiting to see if the door would open or not.

It didn’t.

After thirty minutes, they left the staff break room, impatient. They went towards the lobby, but found… they were lost. They knew this building like the back of their hand, they couldn’t be lost. They turned around, going back the way they came, left, right, forward… a wall.

They turned around again. They were in the hallway towards the bathrooms.

“I must’ve gotten myself lost,” ‘Sarah’ says outloud to ‘herself’, though Seraphim knows better.

They slowly walked in, looking around the room, ah, they thought, I see whats happening. They walked into the bathroom, letting out a quiet hum. There was a small tap, tap, tap, from the bathroom before BAM, and a SLAM and—

Oh…ew. They let out a small knock on one of the bathroom stalls, “everything alright, Amy?” they ask, and they could hear her let out a squeak.

“Ye— yes! Um, just, period things,” she laughs nervously, and Seraphim shivers with slight disgust.

“...I’ll leave you to it,” they said, making their way out of the bathroom. Clearly, this trap wasnt for them. They leave, and find that the layout was back to normal. They quickly walk away, towards the lobby.

They paused at the sound of someone… choking. They wonder if its coming from the bathroom, but… its not. Its coming from infront of them. They take a peak, looking to see what it is. There they see…

A monster. Not a demon, they said to themself, Those don’t exist. It was a monster, though they were inclined to call it human, a man more specifically. Tall, in a clean black suit. It’s hair was brown, long and it appeared to have bangs. Its hair was feminine, though its stature was clearly masculine. Its back was towards them, and its hands, pitch black, wrapped around Alexandria’s throat. Seraphim could hear how she struggled for air, there on the ground.

Crash, the monster went, when she had grabbed a nearby vase and smashed it in its face. It seemed to knock it out.

“Fuck!” she gasped, and scrambled towards the open window. Good survival skills, Seraphim mused.

Slam! The window shut on her hand, and they could hear the cracking of bones. She cried out, pulling her hand away, “Fuck!”

“Alexandra,” Seraphim whispered to get her attention, “this way! Quick!”

She stared at them, and they did their best to look scared, forcing their hand to shake slightly. They ran off, and she followed them, through this maze of an office. The place kept changing, when it would’ve only taken one left and a right to get to the fire exit, it instead took twelve.

Seraphim wasn’t going to the exit, though its best if the monster didnt know that. “What was that thing?” ‘Sarah’ asks, making their voice sound horrified.

“I think— i think we messed up the ritual?” Alexandra blurts out, her voice raspy as she stares around, “thats— thats not even summoned from the doll? I dont think? Fuck fuck fuck.”

Finally, seraphim thinks to themself as they find the door they were not supposed to stumble apon, there it is.

“Turn!” ‘Sarah’ says, making a sharp turn opening the door to the laundry room. They drag Alexandra in, panting, eyes tearing up in ‘fear’ as they lock the door up, knowing that they weren’t going to escape.

Thats what the cops could find out. That it was ‘fear’, but they wont find the ball of yarn in Seraphim’s chest. The way it tightens, adrenaline pumping through their viens and this, this is what they wanted. They couldnt stop the laugh that bubbled up in their chest.

“Sorry— sorry, just,” Seraphim trys to fall back in their role, but Alexandra lets out a laugh as well— though hers was one of relif. “Do you— salt?” they ask Alexandra, and it seems even she knows that they werent going to escape.

The two sit down next to each other, and surround themselves in a circle of salt, backs pressed against each other.

“...what’d it look like? The monsters face?” Seraphim asks, because Sarah wouldnt be curious about such a thing. Alexandra went quiet.

“A doll.”

“A doll?”

“Yes— no, i dont know. Not a doll, but a mask. Hand painted, it—” she hesitated, “it spoke to me.”

“Did it?” seraphim asked, their voice quieter.

Her voice almost breaks, “yes.”

Seraphim wants to ask more, though quickly remembers— Sarah wouldn’t push. Sarah, their alias, wouldnt push, and that was the only thing stopping them from pressuring her. They turn and put an arm around her, hearing her start to cry. “It– it chased me around, and i had hid but— there was– a note, blood near the bathroom walls– written in blood—” Alexandra lets out a sob, “It said i wasn’t playing right. I wasnt playing its game right.”

“The game?” they ask, “hide and seek you mean?”

“No, no its game.” her head rests on Seraphims shoulder, and they held her closer, because thats what they were expected to do.

Knock knock. The monster knocks on the now open door, one hand behind its back. Alexandras voice gets caught in her throat. Seraphim can see the monsters mask now. As well as the wig— its so clearly a wig, its a surprise it hasnt budge out of place yet. It stared them down. Not a word spoken. Alexandra screamed, but didnt move, staying in the salt circle. Seraphim, however, pretended to get so startled, and darted away, making themself seem trapped.

They wanted to get caught.

And yet its focus remained on Alexandra. It reached towards her, the girl frozen in fear, and tucked her hair behind her ear. It grabbed what looked like a business card, and calmly placed it in her hand.

“What do you want?” she sobbed out, not even looking at the card, letting it fall out of her hand.

Not a word was spoken by the monster as it snaps her neck. It doesn’t even seem to be aware of Seraphim. It stabs Alexandra, and seraphim hides their confusion, instead pretending to stifle their sobs in fear, pressing themself in a corner as they blink, trying to summon tears. Yet they can’t help but watch. Listening to every sound, hearing as it peals away its body, in awe. They cant remember the last time they were able to witness something so gruesom so close.

Ah. Another lie spoken to the cops. Alexandra never said she was scared, she wasn’t alive before she was mutilated.

Then, it attention shifts, and Seraphim is truely startled this time. They almost forgotten they could be seen.

It tilts its head, and brings its hands towards its face, as if telling them to smile.

A sharp pain is what Seraphim was supposed to hear as the knife hits their head, stright towards their skull. Its a dizzying feeling, and they allow it to hit them. Their eyes go shut. They know they wouldnt be able to stop themselves from watching the monster as it carved into them.

Theres a hand on their face, almost cradling it, before pulling the knife out of their skull. It doesnt take long for it to get plunged in their own chest once more, and they feel warm blood pool around their own body, the knife roughly hitting bone, going all the way down their body, ripping the clothing of their shirt, down to the fat.

It takes more than once to get through all the layers of skin, and once the monster is all the way through—

It pauses.

And Seraphim knows what its looking at.

It pushes the shirt away from their chest, and its confusion only grows.

Its hand reaches into the still open wound, looking for intestines, a heart, organs, anything. Its confused, maybe even scared. But Seraphim doesnt move. Playing dead.

Theres nothing. It steps back, dropping its knife, probably staring at Seraphim. All these years of blending into the background, changing their identity over and over, they can’t help but enjoy the attention of this monster on them, staring at them.

An Addition almost.

woo! so i started writing this at like 10pm and it is now 1am so imma go to sleep because i wake up at 5 LOL hope i dont die :'D night guys! hope you enjoyed this random silly story im writing :P

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Hide and Go Seek Alone

What the teddy bear would probably look like if you played this game.

IF YOU DON'T FOLLOW THE STEPS PROPERLY YOU WILL DIE. DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME AT ALL. YOU WILL DIE.

Hide and Seek Alone: Hitori Kakurenbo is a famous game in Japan and Korea, originating from Japan where you let a spirit/demon possess a doll and then play a game of "hide and seek" with them. The "game" is necromancy, it is potentially very dangerous, and is not good for your sanity. Do NOT try this game just because you're curious or want to experience it for yourself, this is a very dangerous life-risking game.

NOTE: It's best to put your pets outside of your house. There have been reports of dogs barking and cats hissing at nothing. Some even reported their pets behaving strangely after the game.

Japanese words:

最初は = saisho wa です = desu 見つけた = mitsuketa 今 = ima は鬼です = wa oni desu 最初は (your name) です：First is (your name) 見つけた：I found you/I saw you 今、(doll name) は鬼です：Now, (doll name) is the seeker.

Tools:

A stuffed doll with limbs -��Not a human doll, as there's a huge chance the spirit will not leave it. If you have an animal doll with limbs, it can be used as well (e.g. a teddy bear).

Rice - That is enough to be used as stuffing instead of cotton for your doll. The rice is said to attract the doll.

Something from your body - Usually fingernails for the doll to represent you. This means that if you do something to do the doll, the same thing will happen to yourself. Never use someone else's body part(s), this results in the doll replacing that person instead and the game will not work correctly.

A sharp-edged object - To anger the spirit in the doll by stabbing it. Be sure NOT to use a knife/scissors, as the doll will possibly stab you with it after it finds you. So, use a pencil or needle instead. It is recommended to use a wooden toothpick.

Red thread - To sew up the hole you made in the doll, this later symbolizes blood vessels and acts as a restraint later in the game.

Saltwater or salt - This will be used later in the game to get rid of the spirit in the doll.

A bathtub with water - If your home does not have a bathtub, a basin large enough to put the doll in with water in the bathroom works too.

A very safe sanctuary/hiding spot - When it is the doll's turn to find you. If you have a room with statues and things related to your religion, it is recommended to make it as your hiding spot.

Starting Ritual

Give your stuffed doll a name (for example, Fluffy or Rover). Cut the bear/doll open and take all of its stuffing out. Put the rice in the bear/doll as well as the part of your body. Sew the doll back again with red thread, and wrap the remaining red string around the whole doll. This is important as it binds the spirit. Prepare the bath/large basin by filling it with water and then wait until 3:00 AM sharp. Some versions say that you do not have to wait until 3:00 AM, but this is up to you. Remember to turn off ALL lights in the house, but leave only the television on. It will change depending on the location of the doll.

Once it is 3:00 AM, take the doll along with you to the bathroom and repeat "First tagger is「最初は (your name) です！」" three times sternly while closing your eyes, then place the doll in the bath/basin. Walk away to another room, but DO NOT look back. You may see the spirit possessing the doll. If said spirit makes eye contact or notices you looking at it, it may come after you. Count slowly from one to ten. After that, turn around and proceed back to the doll. Go close to the doll in the bath/basin and say "I found you (doll name)! 「(Doll name)、見つけた！」" and then stab the doll with your weapon/object. After that, close your eyes and repeat "Now (doll name) is it! 「今、(Doll name) は鬼です！」" three times. Leave the object inside the doll, then pour some saltwater into your mouth. Do not drink the saltwater as it protects you from the spirit in the doll and you will need the remaining saltwater to end the ritual. Bring along the cup of saltwater and go to your hiding place. It is recommended to keep your doors and windows unlocked in case you unexpectedly run into some trouble, and your friends will be able to help you if they are outside your home. It is recommended to have a cellphone on silent mode and brightness on the lowest level in case of emergencies. Keep the saltwater in your mouth at ALL TIMES, NEVER attempt to swallow it. Remain silent when you are hiding as any sounds from you will alert the doll where you are. If the doll finds you, it will stab you with the object you stabbed it with, then possibly possess you as well. KEEP SALT WATER NEAR AT ALL TIMES!!!

Ending Ritual

Ending the ritual is very important as this will end the game as well.

To end the ritual, get out of your hiding spot, find the doll (it may not be in the bathroom), and then drink the saltwater. Pour the remaining saltwater around the doll in a circle as well. Close your eyes and shout out "I win!" three times, the spirit in the doll will give up and the game ends. You MUST dispose of the doll by burying it with salt, otherwise the spirit will attempt to re-enter the doll. Some versions say to put salt in every corner of your house after you bury the doll especially where the doll has been found as salt drives away most malevolent spirits.

WARNINGS:

DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME FOR MORE THAN TWO HOURS; The spirit inside the doll will be extremely difficult to remove. MESSING AROUND WITH SPIRITS IS VERY DANGEROUS, SO PLAY THE GAME AT YOUR OWN RISK; Nobody will be responsible for your own death as you risk your life to play the game.

DO NOT TURN AROUND WHEN HEADING TO YOUR HIDING PLACE; You might see something very disturbing.

DO NOT PLAY WHEN SOMEONE ELSE IS IN THE HOUSE; You MUST be alone to play the game, because the other person might be unintentionally found instead and might be hurt.

DO NOT PLAY WITH MORE THAN ONE PERSON; It needs to be one person and one person only, because there's a great chance that one of the people that are playing could get possessed.

THE GAME CAN BE PLAYED AT 3:00 AM SHARP; 3:00 AM is the time when spirits are the most free to move around. HOWEVER, some versions say you do not need to wait for 3:00 AM, just 12:00 AM is fine.

DO NOT TURN ON THE LIGHTS WHILE PLAYING THIS GAME; ; only leave your television on.

DO NOT FALL ASLEEP NO MATTER HOW TIRED, EXHAUSTED OR SLEEPY YOU ARE WHILE HIDING; The doll will eventually find you and possess your body as the meaning of this play is "If you find me, you can have my body".

DO NOT ATTEMPT TO LEAVE THE HOUSE WHILE THE GAME IS STILL GOING ON; Unless you want to end the ritual and the doll is not in the house, the doll will find you.

DO NOT PLAY THIS GAME IF YOU GET FRIGHTENED EASILY OR HAVE A VERY WEAK HEART; This game is life threatening and very terrifying to most people who have played it. Better still, don't play this game at all.

DO NOT GIVE THE DOLL YOUR NAME OR THE NAME OF ONE OF YOUR ACQUAINTANCES; You or your acquaintance can be the victim of a curse.

MESSING AROUND WITH RITUALS LIKE THIS IS DANGEROUS. THEY ARE SERIOUS RITUALS, NOT GAMES. IF YOU MAKE A SINGLE MISTAKE THEN EXPECT TO MEET A NASTY END. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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