Here's to you, kid.
Happy Birthday. You've managed to stay alive all this time, despite our best efforts. You've played the game pretty damn well all these years.
What's that? Didn't know you were playing?
You've been playing since the day you were born. Every accident you narrowly avoided in your entire life, from crib gates left open, to forgotten parking brakes. Even lightning storms and slips on patches of ice.
Every injury waiting to happen, every sudden fatality, was our doing. Many have already lost by the time they get to your age; you should consider yourself lucky! Luck being your skill at playing the game.
What's that? How do you win the game?
Oh, see, you don't, I'm afraid. We get everyone, in the end. It's all a matter of time... and luck.
Happy Hunting.
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DO NOT READ AT NIGHT! ║⋄Completed⋄║
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