Prompt by Redrobin9304@Redrobin9304

Credit to AtomicToaster  for the drawing.

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 I whistled and smiled as a bright yellow taxi stopped in front of me. The driver, a man who refused to show his face, stepped out and grabbed my belongings. He threw them in the trunk as I got in. Next to me was a girl with a hoodie and sweatpants on. She was looking out the window and just ignored me as I looked at her. She looked familiar. "What's your name?" I asked, tilting my head sightly.

    She looked at me, her green eyes wide in wonder. It didn't take long before she gasped. "You didn't answer my question," I told her.

    "Evelyn Grey," she said laughing cruely.

    It all came back to me. Evelyn Grey bullied me back in high school.  "Evelyn Grey? You mean as in the girl who bullied me in school?" I ask with wide eyes.

    She nodded and smirked. She tucked her black hair behind her ear. Before I could say or do anything, the driver got back in and started driving. I glared at her before sitting back in my seat.  Throughout the drive she kept making smart remarks. "Shut up!" I yelled after she made an offensive remark about my red hair.

    "What are you going to do? Hurt me?" she mocked.

    That's when I snapped. I slapped her and pulled at her hair. "Get off of me you bitch!" she yelled.

    "What are you going to do? Hurt me?" I asked, repeating her words right back at her.

    She screamed in aggravation and punched me in the stomach. I let go of her hair and clutched onto my stomach. She started to fix her hair. I didn't hesitate to punch her in the nose. She screamed and grabbed her nose. She was about to say something when her eyes widened. "Where are we?" she asked.

    I looked out my window to see that we were no longer in the city. I looked back at her before we both looked at the driver. "Where are you taking us?" I asked.

    He turned around with a smile causing me to scream. Some of the skin on his face was peeling off. "What happened?" Evelyn asked, her nose bleeding slightly.

    She looked at our decaying driver before gagging. He turned back around and started to speed up. Everything outside our windows was a blur. I held onto Evelyn's hand as we both screamed. We stopped when we heard our driver speak,

" To slow down, those who fought must make up,

they must forget their pride.

One will survive this crazy ride, while

the other one MUST DIE! If they win the game,

they do not truly win, for the survivor will live in regret,

 for the rest of her days!

If they lose,  they will both die in a most horrific way.

They can not cheat their way out, nor

could they trick the driver. This is the game

 of life and death. The one that dies will

join Satan and his minions down in the depths of HELL!"

    He cackled as he finished speaking. Evelyn and I looked at each other shaking. What were we going to do? Who would die? Who would live?

I guess we would have to find out.