The tree house floorboards creaked with every step I took. An owl hooted outside perching on a tree near the window making me jump in fright. “Ouch” I cried as I banged my head on the ceiling of the tree house. I shivered, silently cursing the wind to next year; I wrapped my arms around myself. I told myself silently in my head that I could do this. That I would be fine, that I would survive. I will never play a game of truth or dare ever again I thought as I silently cursed myself for choosing dare, why didn’t I choose truth. Sigh, I knew why, Lisa truths were lethal and you couldn’t lie because if you choose truth you would have to drink a truth serum. Suddenly I heard a spooky noise; I swiftly turned around to confront the maker of the noise. The maker of the noise was a cat. A cute cuddly cat, it was gorgeous, with sleek blonde fur and white spots, emerald green eyes and a long sleek tail. “I’ll name you crescent” I said at loud. Crescent purred as if to agree with me for the name. As I reached down to pet crescent I heard a cackle of laughter behind me I turned around but only saw a flash of green light then nothing. Just black everywhere.