there will be many mistakes in this as i suck when it comes to grammar
Title: The Dice
Genre: Ghost stories
Once long ago far far away from the big city was an inn just outside of a lonnly village.
the inn was a popular place for the towns folk to come and drink, talk or share stories with one another, everyone knew each other and the mood was always good except for one day, you see every yeah a hooded stranger would visit the inn always the same day and he would always sit in far corner alone. one time a young man walked up to this hooded stranger, they talked for a little while before the stranger asked if the young man, whos name was david, if he wanted to play a game of dice to which david replyed yes
he sat down as the hooded stranger explained the rules: each player roll two dice the one with the highest number of eyes win the round, each time you win i will place a coin on the table. for every victory i place one more coin on top of the other and i will do so until i roll a number of eyes higher than yours, you may then take the coin tower that i have build before we switch roles and you have to build a tower yourself.
“sounds easy enough” david replyed. they sat down at the table playing for a little while, at the end of the first game david had won a 11-coin tall tower “not bad” spoke the hooded stranger " ready for another game?" to which david nod.
the second game was short david had just placed his first coin when the hooded stranger rolled a pair of eyes higher than his. david watched with a smile as the hooded man pulled out his arm to take the singel coin from the table but was surprised to see that after the strangers hand had moved over the coin it was still there. david looked up wondering why he stranger didn’t take the coin that he had won but to his surprise the hooded man was gone and no where to be seen. shortly afterwards david noticed that the inn was mostly silent, had he really played for so long? what time was it? confused he stood up and searching for any clue that might help explain the hooded mans sudden disappearance, but after a short while with no luck he turned his attention to the coin and first now he noticed that this was not the same coin he placed on the table, no this coin was not his and as he picked up the coin for a closer look he saw that both sides was marked with a skull.