The Gambling Game

"Hide and Harm.

The perfect game to turn your house into a hell-hole.

Equipment:

• A candle.

• A piece of paper.

• A pen.

• A knife or some sort of weapon.

• Some matches.

• A flashlight and some batteries.

• Your front door.

• A watch.

Instructions:

1. Lock any doors that lead to the outside. The doors will open by themselves once the night is over.

2. Write your address on the piece of paper. Fold it up into its smallest form.

3. Cut yourself with your weapon and put a drop of blood on the paper. Let it soak in.

4. Put the candle next to your front door.

5. Put the piece of paper into the lock of the door. Make sure it doesn't fall out.

6. Set your watch to the correct time. Wait until midnight.

7. As soon as the clock strikes midnight, light the candle and turn on your flashlight. If you haven't turned your lights off, they will automatically turn off when you do the last step.

8. Make sure you keep your weapon close. Do not remove the candle from it's location. Keep safe and don't get caught."

The bakery had one last customer. QuartzCake and her sister, SilverPlatter, were shattered. They had just finished a rush hour, so when the last pony left, they sleepily closed up shop. They tidied the floors of the brightly-colored bakery, and they stacked the chairs on the wooden tables. After that, the two climbed out of their shop, and flipped the open sign to closed.

Quartz and Silver are twins, yet quite different. Quartz had a light orange mane and a light brown fur coat. She wore a light blue scarf wrapped neatly around her neck, and she had lovely green eyes. Her cutiemark was a spoon stirring something in a bowl. Her mane was quite messy and she had a small tail.

Silver, however, had a darker coat and mane than her sister. Her eyes were a bright lime, and her cutiemark was a fork in a cake on a platter. She had a green flower in her hair, and a blue bracelet on one of her hooves. She had a messier mane, but still similar to her sister's.

The two shook each other's hooves, hugged, and then trotted into their homes. Quartz threw a bag she was carrying on to her coat rack, missing, but not caring. She crawled her way upstairs, and threw herself on to her bed. With her face down, she reached under her pillow and pulled out a scrap of old paper that had been burned by its edges. It was folded once, and it had something written on the back.

"Hide and Harm".