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Jingos Game

Jingos Game

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, jun 29, 2022
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Waking up in an unknown, padded cell with no memory of yourself is no way to wake up to the morning. Especially learning that you're thrown into a due-or-die game of life. 99 players, one goal in mind is to survive. Betrayal, killing and anything goes within the Jingos Game, one rule though is to never remove your watch or fight the Floor Masters. Follow the short story adventure of Seven, a young boy with amnesia waking up in a nightmare with his life on the line. He and his comrades follow through the Four Floors of the Jingo's game in order to make it out alive and home to their families. But what awaits ahead of them and what nightmares may come there way? <This is my first attempt at writing a first person story, forgive me if it's not that well>
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We held our breath as we heard footsteps enter the dark room. My heart raced and I covered my mouth to keep from screaming as tears ran down my cheeks. Caleb sat next to me, with obvious fear in his eyes. I knew that the desk couldn't hide us for much longer and that's what scared me the most. The footsteps came closer and they grew louder by the second. I held my breath once I heard the man's footsteps stop. Caleb and I exchanged looks as we sat frozen under the desk. I looked up, trying to listen to the man's actions. Then a gloved hand grabbed the edge of the desk and the man's bloody mask appeared in front of me. He stared at us and chuckled, "Found you." · · · Seven classmates find themselves in detention from breaking the rules at their school. This, of course, isn't their first time in detention but something seemed different. The teacher leaves to do something leaving the kids completely unsupervised which was kind of weird. He usually left some goody two shoes to watch them but this time there was no one except them. Creepy things begin to happen and they find themselves locked in the school. What was this? Time is ticking as they try to find their way out before they end up lying in a puddle of their own blood.

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