I sit up. I'm in a room, with four sealed off entrances. I am sitting in a chair. The voice reappears in my mind.
Prepare Jason. Beside you is a table with three buttons. Every ten minutes, you can press one button to recieve a weapon. You can only pick one per turn. Choose now, child. In one minute, the entrances will open. You are to defend this chair you sit in. If you are hit, you go down for about half a minute. Good luck.
I pause for a moment. Left, right or middle? I think of a song I have heard, it is relatively old. People used to be so primitive, but I decide to go by the song.
To the left,
To the left
I press the left button. Out comes a selection of throwing stars, shurikens I believe they are called? They were used in the mythical Era of the "ninja". I suppose they replicated a design from the drawings. Beside it is a belt-like thing, a strap for possibly holding the shurikens. I attach them all to the strap. I'm ready now. I am just waiting for the fateful thirty seconds to end. I brace myself. The door swings open.
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My eyes open. There is people screaming, until the Decider yells above all others.
"The boy has awoken!" she booms. I look around, confused. I look at Jace. I mouth,
How long?
He mouths back
Fifteen minutes.
The Decider clears her throat, then announces my place.
"Masarith!" she says.
Masarith.
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The Hell Within Us All
Mystery / ThrillerJason Eronborn is a 12 year old soldier in World War XIV. The Americans have grown powerful, but Jason has the potential to end this war. But he doesn't care. He now understands the truth. No God could exist and allow humans to survive. No. Only the...