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Escaping The Mansion [Rewriting]
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"It doesn't matter, this is just a game."
Could you mange to escape the mansion?
With a mastermind watching your every step, planning your painful downfall?
Having him laugh at your mishaps and smiling as you and your friends fell like flies before him.
This is only a sicken game of revenge for him, for all the years of bullying.
After all, this only a game.
Would you be able to escape the mansion?
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Warning! Extremely crappy writing and sorta cliche, I'm (very slowly) rewriting this story, the rewritten will be better :p but you should still read this book
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