"So many questions swirled through my head when I got here. Where am I? Why am I here? Who put me here? I was thrown into a school, presumably kidnapped, and forced to participate in something i would've never guessed I would have even heard of... ... A killing game..." "What the hell do I even do? I mean, sure, I have a few friends here, but today's friend may be tomorrow's killer... Who do I even trust? Is there even anyone i CAN trust? Is there a way out? A flaw in the system? I don't wanna be here. I hate it here. This is torture. I'm just a musician, not a detective. I don't wanna deal with this. The second I entered here, I hated it. Who would even make this sort of sick and twisted game?... ... Now I know..." "... You're sick. Sick and twisted. Rot in hell." . . ______________________________ This story is inspired by Dandyronpa: The Ichor Incident made by @helena62626 Cover art is made by me
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