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Scarlet We drove into the place and it's my first time in a game house, we came down from the car and proceeded to walking into the game house, “Wow this place is huge” I muttered admiring the whole place “You like it right?” “It's cool, how come there's no one else here except us?” “Cause I booked the whole game house” “Huh? What for?” “Cause I don't like crowd” He muttered, now I realize he's weird for real, game is only fun when there's so many people playing it, but here he is, saying he don't like crowd,

up showing up, and now this annoying sight is what is before him. He wanted to leave when Sally called out to him."Hey, big bro! Over here." Dante bows a bit then makes his way to Sally and the others."Hey kisser, I thought you were not going to come, I would have bugged you all day.""Silly, I don't know who is worse among the three of you." Dante tries to be composed."Hey, bro! You should sit beside me." Jayden smiled at him."No way, I don't want anyone to call me gay." The three titter. "I am serious, with the way this man is bugging me, people might think that I am gay.""Then you should participate in the game.""What game?" Sally and Jayden asked the naughty Kathleen, Dante's eyes didn't

The man looked at Caramel with a sharp gaze. With great difficulty, Caramel swallowed her saliva. "Why can't your door open?" "That's because I told Shawn to lock it on the outside." "WHAT?!" "You are my guest, and I don't want anyone to bother us." "But I'm not important." said Caramel, chuckling casually behind the mask that covered her mouth. Caramel tried to break the horror atmosphere in this room. "You are not important. But you are the daughter of that bitch."

a woman dressed as a nun asked. "That's right. You're dead. Your souls were dragged into this death game." Brad shrugged. "But don't lose hope. If you clear the game, you get to live again." The screaming and shouting stopped. All eyes turned to them, filled with a new sense of hope. "To be resurrected, you need to collect 'Redemption Points.' 9,999 of them, to be exact," Jessica continued. "But here's the catch: the points you get are tied to your fear. The more terrified you are, the fewer points you get."

"I can't do this, Rox. I have to go home." Roxy looked at me, her expression softening with sympathy. "Okay," she said, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. "Let's go." The game was on at seven. I told my mom I had a headache and went to my room, closing the door and curling up on my bed. I told myself I wasn't going to watch. I was going to read a book, listen to music, anything to escape the constant, painful reminder of what I was missing. But at seven o'clock sharp, I found myself reaching for my phone, my fingers trembling as I pulled up the live stream of the game.

Jacob grabs his phone from the kitchen counter, “Shoot did you text me or something? I didn’t check my phone!” “I figured that much.” I chuckle. “So what you guys were doing?” Jacob tells me they just came home and plan to play some games on his Xbox. West tells him, “We can play Injustice... She is very good at it.” Jacob turns his head. “Really?” I want to roll my eyes again. Why do people get surprised as if gaming is some rocket science? But I settled on a shrug. “I was! We can play to figure out if I still am.” It’s an old game I enjoyed.

" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" Gunner snorted at Khyle's halfhearted attempt to sell him on it. He sounded about as doubtful as Gunner felt. It wasn't that Gunner Jäger was adverse to playing some video games. Guys were guys after all. If there wasn't anything hot to pursue, then having a few beers and running your buddy off the road or shooting him six ways to Sunday was always a good alternate. Video games were fine. At home. At a party. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

So much for a coordinated attack. Kids screaming not knowing what to do. I run in and take out my gun and shoot a wolf in the head that has john pinned. John looks over and nods in thanks and pushes the wolf off him. I shoot a few more wolves I don't recognise and every one of them drop. Wolfsbane laced bullets. A werewolves kryptonite. As I'm going around shooting when I need, I turn around just in time to see my mother's head being torn from her body.

I opened it and saw that there were already several thousand viewers in the chat room. I coldly took note of the numbers with mechanical efficiency and continued upstairs to an electronic store on the upper floor. I bought the latest model gaming console. I also asked the sales associate for some recommendations of their most popular games. “I can return these if my son doesn’t like them, right?”

I ask, and he nods repeatedly. He turns the game back around, staring at it with sparkling eyes, “Yes! But it isn’t supposed to come out for another two months. How did you get it?” “Ah, I know a person who knows a person,” I chuckle. “This is the game that went out to the Beta-Testers.” Danny totally loses it, while Arawn leans in with a frown. “What did the person who knows a person get for that?” he whispers roughly, making me grin.