Suicide's Game
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Last published Mon, Aug 11, 2014
Let's play a game. This isn't any game though. We'll pick you from the streets and chain you to the walls. You'll be part of our game or you won't live at all. Here's how it goes. You have twenty four house to make a decision. This is between life and death. Your life and death to be exact. A house filled with horrors you'll never know and never understand. Think you can escape? Well your wrong. So let's play this game. Your mind will be pushed past the breaking point. Your loved ones hurt whenever you do something wrong. Or right. We'll make you wonder and question your sanity. Maybe even kill you. That's usually the outcome. Welcome to game. Enjoy your stay because its only twenty four hours long. Its also your last day on earth. Make it fun. This is Suicide's Game and we want you to play.
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