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As i sit there. At the table. Waiting... Waiting... for my friends to arrive... i start to think, why they wanted to so urgently come over. So i continue, lost in my thoughts, finally, i here them knock. As i open the door im greated with smiles. My friends... and my brother... all here. So as we begin to talk i am finally introduced to why they came. They came to play, to play... the game. At first i didn't notice that they meant THE Game. But as i do now i am scared. 'The Game?' U ask. Well... The Game is hard to explain... except, all i can say is its something i wouldnt like to play. But my friends dare me too as soon as i say no. And i never back down from a dare... never. So we stand there. Waiting. Waiting to begin. The air is cold and i have goosebumps. I know im not the only one scared. I can see it in thier eyes. So as one of my friends get back with what we need. We are ready. All we required were: chalk, dirt, 6 candles, 6 people and 6 pieces of paper, all with a drop of blood of one person. All we had to do was draw a pentogram, and place the candles on the top point, both the bottom points, the left and right points, and in the very center of the pentogram. We then had to place a drop of our blood on a piece of paper we had, and then place them over the candles. We all had to then say 'We are ready. Ready for the game' The person in the middle was first to start... he would stand there, eyes closed. And chant quietly 'the game. I am ready to play.' As he did it he would slowly turn around, gradually getting faster. When he stopped he would point the way he was facing. The person he would point at would then do the same. And once everyone was pointing at someone, they had to place a drop of blood from that person on to their face. Once they did that they would pick up the candle and hide in the house, while the middle person had to find them. And if they were found they would have to got to the pentogram, to the middle and say 'I have been chosen. Take me. I shall forever be yours. And once everyone had been found they would be done. They would sleep that night. And no one knows what happens.
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We had finished, and we all decided to stay here at my place. So that night, as we slept i felt wierd... i didnt know why... but i was still scared... i slowy drifted to sleep
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As i woke up i could see blood. On the ground, out the bedroom door, and down the hall. And i could here chatter down stairs. No one in my room. And no one in the guest room. So as i go down stairs everyone is there... all bleeding, in the pentogram... chanting, i dont know what they r saying... but as they slowly turn towards me, they all say in a deep, monstrous voice... 'Finally, the sixth has arrived, here, boy. Into the pentogram.' As i slowly back away i feel something. Something taking my body... making me move. My guess... satan, when we played. Entered the pentogram and said take me. We where his... and we now are under his power. As i step into the pentogram i am consumed with hate of my friends. And thats it... we started ripping eachother apart. And i was the last standing. Alone... dead bodies around me. Soon, i feel cold hands on my neck. And thats it. Snap. Im gone. I was killed. Probably by satan.
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If u r still reading... u r brave... because now u must do something. U must play the game... or do this. Write down someones name... and get something from thier dna. Hair, skin, blood. And place it in a pentogram. And leave. That is it. They are done. Do one of those... or i will be forced to find you. See, im now satans hench man. Through this story people will die. And you have no choice. Becuase you will die if not someone else.
*** A story bye ktboss13_Whovian. If u enjoyed plz let me know. The end is for the chills. You do not need yo do that. Thx for reading
