Over many weeks of tragedy, conditions worsen, supplies run out, survivors incapable of surviving - It's the end. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, they'll find you. By scent, by sound, by heat, everything, there's no escaping your torturous fate. Torn to shreds, dismembered, many possibilities, only one outcome.
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"I'll start with . . ." It boomed, gazing around, letting it's gaze settle on ______
"You."
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Seven deadly sins, seven children, find their destiny, find out who has which.
Find out the truth. Save yourself.