Scream at the Fair (The Twisted Society) by Cristina Lollabrigida

Author:Cristina Lollabrigida [Lollabrigida, Cristina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lollafiction
Published: 2023-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Ferris Wheel

Despondent and alone, Tallulah was unsure how much longer she had to remain in hell. She was exhausted from her masked tormentors’ repeated abuse and continuous chase.

“You’re doing wonderfully, Tallulah. Only a little longer. The sun will rise soon.” His words gave her hope. “Think of your prize and the financial independence you will gain through this experience.”

She honestly hadn’t thought of the money once since she’d woken in the grave. In theory, it seemed so easy when no real stakes were involved. But now, it was a matter of survival. The prize money was the least of her worries.

Financial independence was hard won in this twisted game. Every inch of her body and willpower were being pushed to their limits. Would it be worth it if she couldn’t face herself in the mirror afterward? What about recurrent nightmares from trauma?

Was it the drugs or her own fear that caused hallucinations? Reality blurred around her, and it had never been so appealing. Would any future experience offer her the same thrill?

“That’s right, my sweet. Embrace the chaos.”

“Where are you, Lucien?” she asked.

“The most ruthless of the group is on your trail. Run!” he shouted, ignoring her question.

Tallulah hesitated. “Where?”

She looked around for a clear path as a Viking horn sounded in the distance. She faced unknown peril, but nowhere Lucien had led her to that point had been safe.

She wanted to believe him. There was an inexplicable connection. But was he a savior or villain? What if he was there to torture her psychologically? He was the horror movie hero who convinced the heroine he was a good guy who stabbed himself to throw suspicion off. In the third act, he reveals himself as the bad guy, and she would be sorry if she didn’t kill him.

What if he was genuine? He’d carried her ever so tenderly from the house of broken mirrors. The man in the royal mask, her prince. The man who’d lent a hand when she stumbled off the carousel.

Following the prince’s advice, her feet found a flight of their own volition. Eventually, she came to a tall chain-link fence. Laughter bubbled from her chest as she realized it was the perimeter of the fairgrounds. It was surreal, seeing that the walls of her prison weren’t walls at all. Anyone could scale the tall fence in or out.

Tallulah wrapped her fingers around the wire. The metal clinked as her body involuntarily sagged against it.

The alarming low mournful wail of a war horn sounded somewhere behind her, signaling it was time for the kill. It reverberated through her skull. She wanted to cower and cover her ears. Instead, she moved, intending to scale the fence.

“If you leave the boundary, it is an automatic forfeit.”

Somehow, she knew she was the only one who could hear Lucien. It was as if he spoke directly using telepathy. That's not possible, she thought.

“And yet, that’s exactly what's happening,” he purred seductively. “You need to move, Tallulah. When you touched the fence, a perimeter alarm was triggered.

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