Chapter 7 Hour 5

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2:00, hour 5, 4 hours til sunrise.

The last game. Liam's fate. My choice. I opened the present and it was Team Fortress 2. I put the disk in the computer. The game loaded automatically. I joined a server and played. There were three people on the game. Me, Liam, and a guy named: JTFS. JTFS walked up to Liam and a text came in the chat box:

Hello Liam, enjoying the game?

Liam didn't have a name that was even relatively close to his real name. His name in-game was: AwesomeDoge227894

"How do you know my name?" Said Liam in a stupid way since it was so painfully obvious how he knew. "Liam, it's James. His name is literally the abbreviation of James the Face stealer. How did you not know that!?" I yelled. Then some more text came up on the screen:

This is all true. The man known to the world named James the Face stealer is a tricky man. He was known for his craving of stealing faces and putting them in his collection. His death was... Peculiar...

He died of suffocation. He was eating one day while on his laptop. The man ate a cracker that had a microchip inside it, unknown to James. ,James attempted to swallow the chip but...

James grabbed Liam's face as he was reading the message that we already read and since it was so long James grabbed Liam's face and tore it off. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME JAMES!?!?" I yelled at the top of my lungs. A piece of paper fell at my feet. I grabbed it and read it.

James is waiting
For his face delivered
Severing heads and ripping flesh
All who meet me will not survive
You're lucky you're last as well
This is not it
There is one more to play
For that is my gift for you one day
For now is the time.
No time for delay
Now Gabriel,
PLAY PLAY PLAY!

I had no choice. I had to play James's game. So, I readied myself for the horrors to come next.

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