Hunger Games:Last Man Alive
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 34m
  • Reads 411
  • Votes 20
  • Parts 12
  • Time 34m
Complete, First published Oct 18, 2017
The year is 2025.Every year the  capital makes a competition named Hunger Games happens in America.At Hunger Games every district picks randomly a player age 15-17 to compete.Every player of every district gets a random teammate from another district.Then,the game starts.It lasts 7 days and if nobody wins until the day 7 sudden death comes and everybody dies.In Hunger Games you must do anything you can to survive.
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