Bad End Night

Bad End Night

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You had a bad feeling about being here, but you came anyway. Everybody in your town did, taking the long trip up the escalator to the very top of the hill to where the gorgeous mansion stood. The main hall was now crowded, and chatter rose to the high ceilings as the people sitting on the wooden chairs looked to the stage excitedly. Silence fell, swift and harsh, as a small figure walked on stage. Of course you remember him, and although he couldn’t possibly pick you out, you have the sudden urge to run.
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This could be it. I quickly start to look around the place before the torture starts. Every piece of information I can get stands out to me as my mind connects the pieces. Brianna also seems jumpy as she watches Raphael get up to look at the farthest door where the other passengers came from. Raphael takes a surprised step back as he looks through the small window again. He slowly turns around and his face is pale as he says, "The other part of the subway is gone." "What?!" A tall man says with wide eyes. "No! That's impossible! We just came from there!" The rest of them nervously look around as Ben gets up to look through the window of the conductor's room. Michelle gets up to see what Raphael keeps seeing and Brianna lets out a nervous pant. "There's no conductor." I stand at this and my blood falls to my feet. Frantic looks go around the place and nervous voices fill our ears along with the scrapping sound of the subway. I turn around to look at the other passengers and my eyes catch the red lights from the moving letters on one part of the roof. I gulp and sweat starts down my neck as I read its bright letters. Welcome back, players.

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