the shadowbox.

the shadowbox.

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being accepted for a local experiment at a science facility in their hometown seemed like a dream come true for the students at the university of nevada. the 'internship' included a $2,000 payment for participating and their names published in a scientific revolutionary textbook. but what they got wasn't even close. the night before the participation, they were each kidnapped and blindfolded, being drugged along the way. they all woke up in one, pure white and muggy room; collars attached to their neck. the mission of the experiment? one must survive. you can choose to let the traps kill the others, or take them out yourself. how far will people go to survive? will they take their own friends, siblings, lovers' life? you have twenty four hours to survive. and if more than one of you are left at the end, then both will die. welcome to the shadowbox.
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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