Chapter 2-THE GAME BEGINS

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The chest plate tightened its plastic suit with metal pieces I had to cease to have seen.Arm pieces of the suit had been entirely made of diamond coated plastic that left no cloth to be visible.The hand bits were also made of the high-tech plastic everyone in the group seemed shocked and wondering what they were going to do with us. Except for one person "Billy" had been careless the whole time, while everyone had bees suspicious that we were kept behind locked steel doors with maximum security. The thing that most troubled us was that we were only allowed to use the phones that they had provided with certain numbers that had been blocked.

THAT is what they ONLY I worried about. Suddenly the game announcer "haha all of you PEASANTS have been put through a gaming simulation set in 1942 In WW2 you have to survive and for the best experience we have added pain simulation and 'death' simulation to add a better graphics,oh btw at least TRY to survive" that sounded suspicious to me everyone else was having a conversation about the game and the 'pain and death' simulations.

"HA HA, IT'S ALL BULL" Bill had been yelling all day. "BILL take it seriously we are going to be trapped here for 2 DAYS and we have to find the food packages hidden in the building " Sarah bellowed. "You guys are THE DUMBEST.... well only bill" Ling conversated. "OMG REALLY" Whitney pronounced on her phone. "LET'S GET TO THE THE GAME ALREADY" Joe yelled to the speakers. A loud siren blared in the middle of the conversation the game had been turned on the entire time they were talking Bill was already getting shot *BANG BANG BANG* Bill had been shot in the game He actually fell *THUD* we all pressed pause in the virtual NIGHTMARE.

*STATIC* *BANG* Suddenly a drilling sound came from Bills suit gushed with blood then finally blew out with a sticky red material.The red substance gushed out of his mouth. It took us 5 minutes to realize.BILL.WAS.DEAD. *Or so we thought* Then there was me standing there like a weirdo not saying anything.

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