The abandomed arcade

The arcade

It's night time and I walk over to an abandoned arcade. “Ah the good old memories” I say with a sigh. I walk over to an old PAC man game and blow some of the dust off and I try to turn it on. It doesn’t seem to work so I take a quarter out of my black sweatshirt and puts it into the old rusty coin slot. I play some PAC man until I die. “Hmm” I say walking over to a bar room and look at some old chairs next to the bar counter and a pool table in the middle of the room, the PAC man theme song still faintly playing in the background. I walk behind he bar counter and look up at a shelf of old dusty drinks, most of them already empty. I grab one of the glass bottles full of liquor and wipe the spider webs and dust off, faintly able to see the bottle’s name. 1989 Russian vodka. I open the 1989 Russian vodka bottle and pour it into an old class cup on the counter. I grab another bottle from the shelf and dust it off, unable to read what the bottle says, but decides to pour it into the cup as well. I reach into my pocket and take out a bright yellow, fresh lemon and squeezes it into the glass cup. Now I take out some sugar and a spoon out of my pocket and pour a tbsp. of sugar into the mix. I take the cup with the liquids and pour it into a mixer. I shake the mix quickly and Thorley. When the liquids mixed evenly I place it on the counter and take out a flask from my pocket. I pour the mix into my flask and put the flask back into my pocket, leaving the mess at the table. I head out of the bar room and back into the arcade room, as I walk through a spider web. I wipe off the sticky web from my pale white face and spread it onto my black sweatshirt. I walk past the dark arcade room and head towards the locker room, everything quiet, and all you can hear is the scratchy old PAC man theme song in the background. As I enter the locker room you can smell the old sweaty socks and stinky locker room smells left behind from the years of gamers spent in the arcade buildings, playing their games after dark with their friends. I move on into the room and sit on the bench in front of me and look up at the rotting ceiling.

As I look up at the ceiling, lost in deep thoughts, I notice, in the corner of where the ceiling and the wall meets, a spider web. And in the very far end of the web, there is a small black spider, expanding its web. Then there is a fly swirling around in the air closing in on the spider’s home and hits the almost see-through web. I watch the fly struggling to get free from the sticky trap. The fly caught in its sticky grasp, as it struggles the little spider in the corner stops dead in its tracks and scurries its little body over to the prey it’s caught. I awe at the sight and continue to watch the fly try to escape to freedom but before the fly could escape, the spider slowly starts to wrap its hairy legs around the fly. The fly struggling for breath and escape as the spider slowly wraps its silky, sticky webs around the body of the fly. The fly no longer moving, the spider crawls back to its corner to continue building its web, making it bigger.

I sigh at the sight and get up, walking towards an old locker and open its rusty door. As I open it, it makes a horrible screeching sound as terrible as a helpless baby screaming for help. I take my flask out of my pocket and put it in the old locker, closing it I read the number. 126. As I walk out of the locker room I hear the sound of the doors close and a faint “hello?”, startled I scurry back into the bar room, my footsteps able to be heard on the cold concrete floor of the arcade. I run into the bar room and crawl inside the pool table, hiding. 

"Hello? Is anyone there?" The voice said.

l was breathing as slow as i could, but it was getting very warm and hard to breath inside the broken old rundown pool table. i heard the footsteps walk over to the locker room.

"Hello? hmm i thought i heard someone here?" the voice said to himself. should I leave while he is distracted? no that wont work, id rather just stay here. if he where to find me then its true he would have to die right? I mean it has to, there is no other way! don't call me crazy because I;m not even one of you so you cant judge me!