By Cutieboy90
September was our 20-year high school reunion. This time, we’d go to Eric’s old family estate, like we always used to. It was a large, late Victorian monstrosity out in the country, with nearby hiking trails, lakes, a river, and woods.
Traditionally, the first night everyone was present, we’d play a huge game of hide-and-seek. The aim was to hide for as long as you could. The winner got to decide all the activities, meals, and got the best room in the house for the entire trip. I won almost every year, but I usually shared the winner’s privileges with everyone. Tonight, Eric would start counting whenever he felt like it, to keep us on our toes. As it was, he started counting immediately once everyone was present.
Everyone scattered as quickly and quietly as they could to find hiding spots. I always knew the best spots, and tonight I was going to try the ultimate hiding spot: inside the console of the pipe organ in the basement. It was one of those places that was so creepy, no one even thought to look in the basement, let alone near the pipe organ. Years ago, Eric himself had tried to hide there, but got creeped out after a minute and changed spots.
