Novel & Cerita Scary Game Ice Cream

“Put some here and suck.” “What?” “Ice cream.”

"Ice cream after the game?" Jared shouts as he runs and swipes past me. "Always!" I shout back as he makes his way out to the field. Jared and I have an after game ritual of ice cream. It all started after he lost his 1st match in 10th grade and was really bummed about it so I took him for ice cream to cheer him up. The team then went through a bad batch and lost every game of the season so I took him for ice cream after every game. The next year, however, the won every game. After his 1st win, Jared took me out for ice cream to celebrate. This then became the tradition. If he lost, I would take him for ice cream and if he won, he would take me for ice cream.

Chapter 1 ~Alex~ I could hear everyone stomping, chanting, already half-drunk on the promise of a good game. My heart pounded against my ribs as I followed my teammates toward the ice. The familiar ritual, the last few seconds before stepping into the light always made my stomach flip. Damien was ahead of me, his massive frame blocking out the lights. He turned his head just enough to catch my eye, that same cruel smirk plastered across his face. "Try not to fall on your ass out there, Rivera," he said loud enough for the guys around us to hear. "Wouldn't want everyone to see exactly what kind of player this school bought with a scholarship."

"Yeah. All of us. It's fun when you're here." Five years of mall trips I'd missed. Five years of not knowing their favorite flavors or how Leo could turn eating ice cream into an extreme sport or how Sam approached everything like a science experiment. "Promise?" Mia asked, her ice cream dripping onto Sparkles. "I promise." We were heading for the exit, loaded down with games, art supplies, and sugar-fueled energy, when I heard a voice that made my blood run cold. "Max? Is that you?" Sara. My... mistake.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."

As for where he was in the dark of night, well, he was right by my food stall. The audience easily guessed that something sinister was going on, and their discussion reached a fever pitch. [The newbie is done for. The players have started killing one another.] [The scariest part of this horror game isn’t just the ghouls. Sometimes players are even more ruthless to one another.] [Her cooking might be able to win over the ghoul NPCs, but it won’t do much against another player’s longsword!] [What’s she going to do now? Can someone communicate with Camden? I can spend money to convince him not to do it. I’ll spend whatever it takes!]

he instructed, with a scary voice. I moved over to the next person. I was sweating as I was hoping it won't be a hard task. Then he peered into my eyes and smiled. “All I need now is an iced cream from your world. I want it from those who sell on the roadside or streets. They have an iced cream stand. Soi, whichever one you want to get it from, you will see a customer ordering two, but another one would appear which only you can see, and it will be shuffled so fast. You have only one chance to pick the iced cream for ghosts. If you pick the wrong one, you'll fail.” he explained, with a smile.

I made my way to my room to carry out my normal night routine, when I was done having my bath and getting dressed I made my way to the kitchen to get something to eat, I opened my fridge to look for what I could eat, I scanned through when I spotted the ice cream I bought, I smiled to myself as I picked it together with biscuit to dip inside, it's not cold in my tummy anyway, I laughed silently to myself, I made myself comfortable as I dipped into the ice cream and dropped the biscuit in my mouth, it's pure heaven. I was so into enjoying my ice cream when I heard a scream, I had to turn to my tv to check if I had put it on by mistake, but the tv was off, I didn't hear wrong, I was sure I hea

I teased her as we got outta the car and walked towards the gates of the amusement park together. I couldn't deny the fact that I needed the distraction to get away from all the drama that has been happening lately… “Come on Girl!” Catty pulled me along as she ran towards the ice cream truck.. I just followed her with a smile on my face.. as she ordered ice cream for me.. “What ride do you wanna try First?” She asked and I rubbed my chin while thinking about the ride to try out first.. “How about the Juggler? I heard it's one of the scariest rides here?” I asked and Catty squeaked with happiness..

“Look, you don’t have to worry about anything. Those treats are just fake, it’s just like a normal horror game there’s nothing to be scared about. If those treats were to be real then with the vast majority of people giving reviews about the game after playing the game thereby breaking the rules half of Texas could have been dead by now or do those people never have loved ones?” “It could be possible, you know. Or what if those people never really played the game? Why the heck did you have to tell me about the game knowing fully well is against the rule, you didn’t just endanger my life but the life of everyone around you and if you don’t want any bad blood...” she stopped and glared at me,