The Walls

The Walls

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An average girl. Thrown into an unknown realm filled with lies and secrets. In a team with four other boys, Silver has to fight her way to survive and return to her family. Walls surround their area and cuts them off from 7 other teams. There is no way around them, over them, under them. They're stuck with no knowledge of where they are. But as she discovers more and more about the arena and the creators of it, she questions whether she really does want to go back to the place she used to call home. She questions her past, she questions herself and impossibly, she questions whether living is really worth it. What has been hidden and why? Read on to find out.
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