All the kid had to do was shut his mouth and not be violent. With his strength and mass he could have won this game. I don't even know what this game is... Maybe it's about intelligence, but considering all but one parish I assume strength has to be part of it.
Rodney was now in the same position as the host was once before Except he hasn't come back to life, and he never will. "Now let's get the rules straight. There are none! You play the games you live or you die. There are five rounds make it past all five and your home safe and sound." The host says.
"Oh!" He exclaims slapping his knee. "My name is Pentin, and I will obviously be hosting your games. The first game is tag! If you are it you die! Everyone is allowed to tag anyone. After ten people have been tagged the game is over!" He smiled.
There were 20 people in the room. I looked at the person who had hugged me with wide eyes. She is so close she is definitely going to try to tag me. My heart races please no. She looks a lot faster than me, and could easily overpower me. I looked at her with pleading eyes. This room is half a foot ball field this game is going to go fast. I twirled my hair nervously, and noticed my breathing get faster. There was a count down TEN,NINE,EIGHT, my breathing got rapid and my heart raced. SEVEN,SIX,FIVE, I clenched my fists and everything started moving in slow motion except me. FOUR,THREE,TWO, I could feel my heartbeat in my head. BAdum badum ba- ONE.
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Pentin's Game
HorrorA group of kids ages 8-18 have been captured and sent into an unknown place to play a series of lethal games. The winner is sent home safely with a cash prize... Each person is chosen for an odd reason that they discover during the time of the games...
