The air held a scent of dust, old linen and a subtle hint of hopelessness. Light, dimmer than a dying flashlight shined in a medium sized room. A wooden table was next to a wall, with soft linen as blankets, making it a bed. In the corner was an ugly floral sofa, the floor held a tattered Persian rug and another small medium sized table sat in the middle of the room. The walls were made of steal beams, plastic and metal pipes, cardboard and twine. Little drawings were scribbled on some of walls using lipstick, paint, oil, chalk and blood.
Three individuals were in the room, two males and one female.
The first male was lean, with an athletic figure and an air of restless concentration and apprehension. The man looked to be in his late teens, with freckles, deep red hair and deeper green eyes like jade. He wore a black t-shirt, stained blue jeans and a long faded green scarf. He had a set of coloured cards in his hand and sat crosslegged, with the other male on his right side and the female across from him.
The other male was less lively looking, his eyes partly glazed over and unblinking. The man looked to be in his latest teens or early twenties, but it was hard to tell and he himself did not know his own age. He was lean with a slightly more muscular frame than the red haired teen.
The young man had brunette blonde hair, that was dirty brown like fresh wheat left to fry or rot in the sun. His eyes were a crystal ocean blue and he had slight cuts on his body that had dry blood. The young man wore a faded baze vest, brown pants and had dirty bandages wrapped around his wrists. He had an air of calm nonchalance, a cool curious demeanor and lacked a pulse in his veins.
The only female in the room was younger than the other two, barely a tween. She had brown hair like bread, simple yet vibrant brown eyes and a frame that bespoke of innocent excitement and unfiltered thoughts. Her hair was tied in two ponytails and she wore a pink t-shirt and short jean skirt and flip-flops.
These three were none other than Lesley, Mel and Veranda.
Before them was the game 'Sex, Magic and Mayhem.'
Veranda's favourite game, which she always won.
It had been a nearly two weeks since Lesley and Mel started living with Mama V. Throughout that time, Lesley had mostly spent time with Veranda or in his room, restless from no sleep. That changed a few nights ago, when Lesley fell off the crate and snapped his neck.
But what changed didn't matter at the moment, because Lesley was about to beat Veranda!
In the game, not actually hit her...he still wanted to live after all.
"So, you think you can beat the Goddess of Sex and fertility?" Veranda asked with a smug smile, her cards held in her right hand.
"Your reign, is about to end. Trust me." Lesley said with a serious face, his eyes narrowed as he looked at her.
Mel watched them silently, having been banned from the game.
"Then try this! I cast a Seductive siren, to lure three specters from you, Lecherous Lich." Véranda put down a card with a seductive, red haired siren imagery.
"Nice try, but I cast a spell of relentless heartthrobs, killing your siren." Lesley replied putting his own card down.
Veranda immediately put another card down," Contract of the Succubus queen! Half your Undead harem will fall!"
"The Chastity God's blessing of fertility, your contract is void and null." Lesley returned with grit teeth.
"The Boner man summoned to savor your Undead sex slaves!" Veranda was quick as well.
"Blood of necrophilia, my sex slaves only want an undead Lich, not a horny shadow monster." Lesley smirked and Veranda gave a huff.
She hadn't expected Lesley to get this good in less than two weeks. She'd been playing this game for years! She couldn't lose!
"Asmodeus, Demon king of lust, An all rounder to pleasure, will damn your sex slaves to euphoria." Veranda went back on the attack.
"Lucifer, King of Sins, I offer three of my sex slaves to have him call off Asmodeus." Lesley put three cards into a box for sexual offerings to Lucifer." Then, I summon whoring wraiths, to terrorize the followers of you, Goddess of sex and fertility."
"Oh, so you're attacking? Good. Get ready to lose." Veranda did a quick check of her cards, drew one from her extra deck and smiled. "I place an alter of Lust, an alter of Desire and...the alter of Passion, invoking...My Goddess's ability of allure, to take all your sex slaves! I win!"
"Not so fast." Lesley gave Mel a look and the zombie handed over a card Lesley had given him earlier, which was not against the rules." I call upon the Goddess Diana, The Plague of Incest and I raise my fallen alley...The Incubus king."
"Wait, what? You're bringing Mel back? But i-"
"And, I cast a sacred relic of the Lecherous Lich to call upon his home realms...the underworlds of Lust and Depravity, handing ownership of these realms to the Incubus king." Lesley gave Mel two cards since he was back in the game. "Now, it's the Incubus king's turn."
"I cast the Lots of Blood brides and Whoring widows, invoking a curse upon the Goddess who denied them passion and children. The Goddess of fertility and sex." Mel said placing his two cards down and Veranda sat with her mouth open, whilst Lesley smiled with joy.
"You lost! Ha! Yes!" Lesley got up and jumped for joy, having finally defeated the little monster in her own game.
"Mommy! He beat me!" Veranda cried as she got up and ran out of the room to find her mother.
"Fuck...Mama V is gonna be mad. Oh well," Lesley sat back down," I'm just glad i finally won at this perverted game. Good job zombie, you actually did as we practiced."
Mel gave a small smile and nodded his head, Lesley smiled back before looking away.
We're alone, Lesley thought, maybe I could actually talk to the zombie about an escape plan? We might need it sooner than later.
"Zombie, so...what the hell am I doing? I'm going to my room." Lesley sighed as he got up to leave but Mel grabbed his hand and placed a card in it.
"The Wedding night of champions." Mel said with a small smile and Lesley left, not saying anything.
Mel stayed behind, looking at the cards and thinking about the hours he'd spent with Lesley practicing for this game. He didn't really understand why Lesley cared about it, and even when they banned him from playing, he had not reacted.
But seeing Lesley smile and be happy...it was the first real smile Lesley had shown since coming to Mama V's home. It felt nice seeing it again and Lesley had been less hostile to him, only a bit, but to Mel...it felt good.