Skull Pool Table Novels & Stories

However, his will to survive allowed him to erupt with endless power. He pushed open the third door while supporting his badly injured body. Immediately, a thick stench filled the air. It was a three-meter-long and six-meter-tall pool. The water in the pool was very muddy, and one could vaguely see a mysterious little thing shuttling back and forth inside. Brent looked at the swaying black figure in the pool and immediately felt his scalp go numb. “The final game is very simple. There is a box at the bottom of the pool in front of you. There is a key in the box. Do you see the door in front of you?”

MADDIE POV As I get closer to the pool area, I see Rooker standing in the corner. He definitely doesn’t look like he’s having fun tonight and he is casting a wary eye on the taller two guys currently playing a round of pool. He’s got a small, unhealed cut on his lip and a neck bruise like they tried to choke him already. Infinity begins growling in my head. Even though she’s not really present much anymore, she still gets irate when we see abuse of any kind.

Skulls were arranged in order around the pool’s edge, each one positioned so that none faced another, nor did they gaze upon Evan's lifeless body lying in the center. It was as though they stood guard over him, yet something far more sinister was at play. Thick, dark blood oozed from the eye sockets of these skulls, dripping into a narrow, inch-wide indentation that encircled the pool, forming a thick, crimson ring. The stink of decay and the strong odor of urine filled the air, forcing us to cover our noses in a desperate attempt to breathe. Victoria gagged, nearly losing her composure. "Of course, forbidden dark arts require disgusting tasks!" she spat out, her voice trembling with disgust

I turned around to gauge the situation at our back to see if there was an audience behind us, beside me and Dre. Nope. Not a single soul. Not even in the pool. Seems like everyone left the stands when we went to change. However, as soon as I turned back, my eyes nearly left my sockets. Oh my fucking shit !!!! Why was there blood in the pool all of a sudden ? MY. FUCKING. GOD !!!! Was that Maya Black’s severed, bloodied head near the pool pump ? I wanna puke. Literally. Shit ! Dre and Kyler looked livid while Xeon looked on, at the other two with an amused smirk plastered on his face.

Laughter, shouts, the clatter of pool balls, music grinding from a jukebox in the corner. Inside, the space was wide but dim, lit by neon signs and low-hanging lamps. The floor was worn concrete, scuffed and stained. To my right stretched a long wooden bar, its surface nicked and dented, sticky in spots from years of spilled drinks. Behind it, shelves sagged under the weight of bottles, most of them whiskey and beer. To my left, a pair of leather couches faced each other across a battered coffee table, cushions torn but still occupied.

A soft song plays in the background. Its fine tune flows through the air and resonates around the room. The room is spacious but filled with an atmosphere of wicked intentions. There is a round pool inside; it is not filled with water but blood. Adrian, Alex and another man stay close to one edge of the pool. Adrian and Alex are silent as this unknown character plays with a silver coin in his hand. Throwing it into the air and catching it. Just as the silver coin begins to burn his hand he throws it back into the air and continues this circle of activity.

“Did you see the way she rolled his skull right into his bones?” Another skeleton asked. “How can I see, Bony? I have no eyes!” The caged skeletons chortled and goofed around. “Brilliant! Brilliant! Brilliant!” Skully cried out excitedly, holding his skull in his palm. “Not everyone is this pro at bone bowling. How long have you been doing this?” “Uh… this was my first time,” Xanthea said with a proud, excited smile.

Niya snorted softly at how much Pony's been blowing up her phone since she left. She pinned her location before tucking her phone away, her headache still throbbing behind her eyes, although the cool floor beneath her feet helped a little. She stepped forward until the glass walls pulled back, revealing the most gigantic pool she'd ever seen in her life. It sprawled beneath the sun in a long and angular form, lined with slate-grey tiles that made the water shimmer a mysterious green when the light touched it.

Once inside the smell of sweat alcohol and bad mixes of perfume hit me hard. Smoke filled the large dimly lit room , in the center was a half moon shaped bar. Along the wall of the door we entered where tables against the wall. They stretched around that wall, and the left and right. However straight ahead behind the bar had two pool tables .

“Five minutes. If you touch anything, I’ll break your wrists.” Gabe and Susan slipped past him into the pool hall. Heat hit them first—humid, heavy, chemical. Half the lights were dead; the surviving tubes threw a sick, flickering glare across the water. The pool itself looked wrong from the edge. It wasn’t just red. It was thick, like rainwater that had sat too long in a rusted drum. A skim-net floated upside down near lane three. Something pale bobbed against the gutter.