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Chapter 13: Memory games

The wall has been glued to your back, with perfect posture so your chest sticks out and your stomach is pulled in.

"Dan. What game are you trying to play?" you ask, with a tone of curiosity yet command.

Dan looks down. You notice his heavy breaths, and the quiet puffing sounds he's making.

"Kyle's still here, you know." you remind Dan.

"I know" he purrs back, not even looking back.

You have never seen Dan like this before, and it is almost frightening! Dan bends his elbows, so his arms are more relaxed and he is closer to you.

"...now decide what we're gonna do." Dan reminds you.

Suddenly, you push him across the room, make your hand into a gun shape and start shooting him.

Dan looks back, not stunned at all, and jumps across the room.

"What the actual-" Kyle says. He can't seem to get his words out.

Dan grins back at you.