Game of Survival

Game of Survival

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We we sprinting through the thick woods, our boots pounding on the dirt. Every now and then we would look over our shoulder and they were chasing us. We look at each other one last time, then we split up in two different directions. ---------- *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED*
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It wasn't very difficult to plan out my first victim. I watched them all day, studied their movements, listened to their conversations, and watched them fall asleep. The funny thing about it was that I was just a few feet away from them. But how could they have known? Why would they have to be scared for their lives when they were oblivious to how fast I could end them? When all goes wrong, nothing else can go right. A last week school field trip could cost you your life. But why think that way when the trip has yet to begin. When a group of five friends go on a school field trip to the woods, things seem normal until one of them goes missing.

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