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Can you arrange a secure pickup? I stared at the screen. Once I se‌nt t​his, there was no going back. I⁠ was bringing an outside‍ pla​yer into the game.​ But the game was already here.‌ And I was losing. I hit se‍nd.

Byul took a deep breath as he clasped his hand, crackling it a bit. He then pulled up the closing rack and saw many zombies gnarling on the screen door. “Alright time to test out this upgraded speed.”

I feel pity for the big guy. Right now, Roman and I are in a stand-off against his cousins Menandro and Lara in a game called Sapo. It meant Choke the Frog, but without an actual frog. A figurine frog sat on top of an erected log in the middle of the garden. Each team has ten gold coins and all we have to do is aim for the frog’s mouth, choke the figurine. It was easier said than done. Each team hasn’t been able to choke the freaking open-mouthed frog yet. We only have four coins left for each team. Menandro missed another shoot. Lara’s aim was no good as well.

Brigor was concentrating the whole time but he didn't shoot any rings. "Again," He paid to play once again. He's been playing for three times now and I'm getting hopeless to win the prize, while he's too confident that he can do it but in reality, he can't he's just wasting his money. "Bullshit!" He bawled and took out his wallet inside his pocket "How much are these stuff toys?" He asked the guy who assisted us. "You can't buy them, sir, you have to win the game to get them."

That's definitely awesome, haha. Suddenly, something appeared on my screen. Hmm .. What is this? I opened it even though I saw an unusual mail with an unfamiliar address. Ohh…. Happy day! This is a BLKQ gaming product. We have watched countless game streams, but only you have managed to hold our interest. You are cordially invited to join our team. If you have made a decision, you can respond to this email. We're eager for you to join our team. Thank you.

"I've been inside that goddamn body, so yes, Bianca, I do own you and I have a fucking say in who gets to touch you." "Well, you thought wrong. I fucked you just two times and suddenly, you think I handed you license to my body? Fuck you and fuck your sociopathic alpha male tendencies along with you. I'm done playing this stupid game." "Game?" He chuckled darkly, his voice quiet and deadly, "is that what you think this is? A game?" "I don't fucking care. I'm leaving." I hissed. "You're never leaving. I don't care if I have to handcuff you to my bed, I'm never letting you go, Bianca," he said, super bloody serious. I scoffed and his eyes turned cold at my outburst. "You better get used to it.

Mission 2 part 1: Go in the store and purchase the item that is calling you. Mission status: Accomplished Mission reward: Able to customize Bling Bling appearance according to your preference. Mix and match to any of your clothes! Mission 2 part 2: Use the charm bracelet 3x as practice. (3/3) Mission progress: Completed the screen change function and clone function. Used the charm bracelet to create clones of others. Mission reward: Increase the rate of accomplishing tasks but pay a simple price for every accomplishment. Mission 2 part 3

While I continued setting the game up, Braxton joined me on the floor. I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn’t look up. The idea of teaching him a game was more exciting than anything we have done so far today. I hoped he enjoyed himself. It occurred to me that he might not like it, but at the same time, I highly doubted anyone could dislike Monopoly. “How does it work?” Braxton asked as I handed him the small wolf token since it felt right that he was the wolf.

--- The Summoning The night before they were supposed to return to school, each of them received an identical message—not through a letter, or a mirror, but in their dreams. A voice echoed in their minds: "Return to the school. The game has chosen its next player." They all woke up in a cold sweat, realizing the same thing— The Reflection Game wasn’t over. And someone else was about to be dragged into it. Who? And more importantly… Would they be able to save them before it was too late? --- The Game Resumes

Natalie…" I walked past him and continued on my way. This time, he didn't follow. When I reached the intersection, Ivy sent me a message. "Ms. Lawson, we're playing a mystery box game at tomorrow's team-building event. Are you coming? I heard everyone's guaranteed to win a prize!" Looking at those words, I smiled and replied, "I'll be there." The next day, I drew a small card at the company team-building event. It didn't say, "Thank you for participating." Instead, it read, "Today's Lucky Winner."