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It started out as a silly rumor. Soon to be proven true, those ignorant enough to dismiss it shall never return to the outside world.

13 "lucky" people, of all various ages, have "voluntarily" joined an out-of-this-world game! Where they'll have to fight for their place within humanity and their *life*.

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