This is all too much. Your heart pounds, your vision spots, your palms become sweaty and you're not sure how much longer you can take it. Maybe you can hold out, stay awake-- alive-- but is that the way to make it? Maybe if you faint he won't kill you...
Before you can decide, you find your body has made the final decision.
Your legs have been strands of spaghetti, slowly cooking under the pressure of the situatin until you make a pleasant smack against the hard tile floor.
"Pathetic..." The man pouts, shooting the cashier and then you.
Game Over
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Futile Trials
AventureThis is a your choice story. But choose carefully, many of these paths will lead to an unfortunate end.
