"Food" came the muffled call outside the door before a plate of questionable edibility was thrust through a flap on the floor. Yossi gave a disgusted groan and would have left the food alone had he not spied a folded piece of paper sticking under the plate. He slowly walked over and pulled it out. If he lay on the floor and opened the food flap he had just enough light to make out the words etched in red ink.
You have chosen your fate. Make ready yourself to die. Follow these instructions to the letter or her life is forfeit...
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One of Us
General FictionHe knew one of them would die, but it was supposed to be him. And yet here he was sitting on a cold throne very much alive. And she wasn't. Nothing gold can stay. And she had been surrounded by golden light.
