Three Wishes of Destiny

He watched her, and he did not want to admit how foolish he felt playing this game. Since the start of the dare he felt strange unseen presence around them and he wanted to quit, but he would not give in. He wanted to be the victor this time even if it meant he would be injured or worse.

The teenagers thought the storm was wicked, and the night eerie, they did not know what their future held, and their worst opponent was waiting for them in the shadows.

The fierce wind came as a homing missile and in one fell gusty swoop like a ninja dived underneath her feet and caused her to lose balance Shelly lost her grip on the iron staircase railing and felt her body being lifted off the fire escape. She was scrambling to grasp anything that would keep her grounded. She swore she would not be this reckless in the next game.

She felt someone, her brother gripping her ankle, almost twisted to a breaking point to pull her back down to the iron platform.

The wind became tight like a steel rope and wrapped around her like a net to pull her taunt and up to go with it, and as if alive, it held her prisoner and would let release her.

Her twin pulled at her legs, and she felt she would split in two. The yanking of her lower and upper body straining her bones to the point of shattering.

She did not realize how strong her bony skeleton brother was. She thought “He must be working out in secret.” Relieved he was her rescuer and felt reassured that she would live another day.