Murder
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 25, 2016
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Mystery
Meet Mia, the typical 15 year old. She loved playing volleyball and was obsessed with taking photos of dogs. Not to mention she had a sass to her. Mia thought her birthday would be amazing as she was 16, the best day in a teens life. Yet did she know, her family would be depending on her for their lives. She soon learns that she will be apart of the survival game called murder. Children don't know of his event until they are thrown into it. Mia soon learns that one person will be thrown into the building with a knife and is supposed to kill everyone that is there. Another person gets a gun and has to protect everyone and shoot the murderer. Everyone else receives nothing and has to go through 5 obstacles to get a gun also. If you die, so does your family. Good luck contestants.
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