Won't You Play?

It had started about two weeks ago, I lived in Austin with my girlfriend and I'd been having some financial problems so I'd just moved in with her. Since she was my only ride I would go with her to her job at a nearby daycare center and from there walk to my job at the pharmacy down the street. There was this little boy who looked about 5 or so who went to the daycare and for some reason was always hovering around me or talking to me. He never really seemed to socialize with the other kids so I didn't mind it but every single time I was leaving he would always follow me to the door, lightly tug my shirt and ask, "Won't you stay and play with me?" The first couple of times I felt bad and would stay a little longer until I could sneak away but after a while it began to really bother me and I would swear each day his voice would get deeper and more distorted until I finally decided to just take the bus each day instead. Even though it ment i would have to sprint after work to catch it and a combined six bucks at the end of the day I was fine with it. But one night one of my co-workers didn't show so my boss told me I had to close up. I knew I would have to walk home but I would get better pay which would really help with the slowly climbing bus bill. Finally at about 12:30 I closed up and began walking home, all was going well until I noticed a small group of guys started following me and kept on moving closer until the point where I broke out into a frantic sprint. They began chasing me and I realized they were gaining on me. I began turning into a small alley and glanced back at them but when I turned around the fire escape ladder came out of nowhere and before I could stop I went headfirst into the ladder and blacked out. When I finally came to I was in a dark, murky apartment. My head was aching with pain and I was sprawled out on the cold, hard floor. I glanced at the digital clock on the floor which read 3:00. My thoughts were cloudy and before I could gather them I felt a faint, ice cold breath run down my neck which sent ice up my spine. I slowly turned around to see the little  boy sitting there with his face shadowed by the darkness. He slowly began to levitate into the darkness until I could barely see his shape at all. Then as dark, thick blood stared trickling from his bright white eyes in a non-human, non-earthly voice it said, " Won't you stay and play with me?"