Duck, Duck, Goose
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Ongoing19m
Last published Mon, Oct 22, 2018
"April, come out and play with me." Her words echoed through the empty hallway in a shrill giggle, the sound of something heavy being dragged accompanying her footsteps.
"Let's play our favourite - a round of duck, duck, goose. If you win, you can walk through that front door alive."
I knew that was a lie. You can't ever win duck, duck, goose. Not when your soul was on the line and five kids were already dead.
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