Compound
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An epic story of love, violence, humor, torture, and mostly guys.
See the escape from the compound from their personal views.
Experience pain, laughter, grief, more pain, and the urge to reach into a book and slap someone because HOW could they be that stupid.
Watch yourself become attached to a character and then watch them be brutally murdered by:
Back stabbing
Blood loss
Head being exploded
Jacks throwing knifes
Riley's preferred torture method
A lucky shot from Maddi
You can also root for your favorite person to make it to the end
Ship the characters
Root for your least favorite character to die
Hope for another girl to help these poor men out
Root for a character you like to die because you like your ship better than them
Hope you enjoy the story. Vote for your favorite/hated/annoying characters to live/die/finally be slapped
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