Escape
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Waking up, a young girl finds herself in a strange place only remembering one thing: her name.
"Odilia"
Confused, she gets up and finds herself in an obscure hotel with seven other people, who also only remember their names.
What happened? How did she get here? She heard an intercom and a male voice started to speak.
"Welcome, all of you, to the Seaside Hotel. I have brought you all here to play my game! You all have 5 months to escape this hotel and figure out who the traitor is. If you cannot do these, you will all die."
Death? escape? She was confused, but realized she did realize one thing: she had to escape, she had to figure out who she was and how she ended up in this nightmare.
Cover art is not mine! And credits to my amazing editor!
#217 - In Hotel - 10/7/21
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#201 - In Hotel - 11/4/21
#20 - In Seaside - 11/4/21
#212 - In Scary - 11/4/21
#807 - In Game - 11/4/21
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