Timed Heartbeats

Timed Heartbeats

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 24, 2015
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Mystery
In the world of Scantinopia, the world is unevenly split into two. The division is decided by opinion: those who agree with the government’s brutal form of population control (in which there were mindless deaths) and those who didn’t. Since the world had always been this way, most were fine with it, but others weren’t. And so, those who agreed were brainwashed into killing off the other half and 4 teenagers assumed control of the half being hunted. With so much riding on them, they’re forced to fight--all while keeping their eyes on the clock. The clock, you ask? What’s that? The clock is a timer unique to each person that says how much time you have to live--this could be their last chance of survival.
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