Chapter One hundred and three

I grabbed the drink from his hand and took a sip from it to calm my insides. I had not examined what kind of tea, which is unlike me; it could have been poison and I would have drank it without looking, but it turned out sweet, so I looked at the remaining liquids at the bottom of the cup.

"What kind of tea is this? It's really sweet," I asked him.

"I don't know; my mom bought most of the things in my house, including this tea. She blended a lot of the things into the dried green tea, but I have forgotten what she mentioned.

"I tasted cinnamon on it," I said, and he shrugged.

"I did too, but as for the rest, I did not pay much attention," he said.

"Do you want to play a game?" He asked me.

"What is it? Truth or dare," I continued. "Do you want to dare me to pull my pants off?"

"It is not truth or dare, and if I wanted you to pull your pants off, I would not need to play a silly game. It's an Ouija box game where you have to do anything the alphabet on it says."

"Is there another paper