The dome is a game. A game that everyone watches. A game where everyone watches you die. The dome is not a pleasant place to be, which is filled with trials, monster battles, and dangers thrown at you every second that you are in that place. I am Cedar, and it was an ordinary day when everyone was called to the common area in our small little town. The rulers of our world where waiting for everyone to group up. Next to one of the leaders, there was a glass bowl with several slips of paper in it. I was confused about what was going on. Then I realized what it was, and my heart started pumping like it never has. It was for the dome.