The Mafia Game (Completed)
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"We can't know who to trust or who not to trust. Not anymore."
It all started off as a game, it's always this way. It always starts off as a game and becomes something much worse all together. I didn't know this would happen, we all thought this was just an innocent game of mafia. But it wasn't. It never was...
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