The White Area

The White Area

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Chase is a noraml boy. He has friends, great grades, and even a girlfriend. His life was going great. He was even a role model for his littler sister. He meets this new guy name Patrick and they click! One day everything went wrong, Patrick was gone, and the FBI were coming to ask question and such. Chase's parents had just enter Chase to the game. The White Area. But to Chase's parents it a school in a far off land. Chase will now have to survive in this so call "game". Will Chase gets his normal life back? Who made such a game? Why is he here? Where did Patrick go? So much to ask, but it leads to only one answer. Bet the game and everything will be revealed.
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