CABIN Fever
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- Partes 1
"What a brave girl, I knew you weren't as weak as you make yourself look" the same guy that put the black box in from of Christine now brought it and placed it right in front of me, slowly looking up at Everyone and finally at Raphael, he gestures for me to get on with it, and so I did.
Putting my hand on the button I lift it up and wrap it around my hand so only the top was visible, slowly I moved my finger down towards the button, as I counted backwards from three.
Three
Two
One
Finally pressing the button I felt an electric current make its was from my thumb to the rest of my body, shaking on my spot, I heard screams coming from all around the room, which I knew belonged to my friends, trying to let go it felt as though my thumb was glued to the button, my heart was beating so fast that I was surprised that it didn't make its way out of my body.
My head was heating up as if my brain was getting fried, my eyelids became heavy as I saw black stars in the corner of my eyes, just as I thought I was gonna pass out it all stopped and I came falling onto the table head first, even though the fall hurt it was nothing compared to what the rest of my body is feeling.
"Well that was fun who's turn is next?" Not having the strength to protest or talk I just laid their as I felt the black button get taken out of my hand and moving to the next girl
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