The Death Game
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I thought it was just a game!
I didn't mean for this to happen!
Why the hell did I download this?!Why?!
I want to go home!
Get me out of this horrid place!
I don't want to be one of them!
This isn't right! Who invented this stupid app?
...Don't make me part of this game!!
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