they said it was a game...
until they played the game...
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"Spin!" Jack exclaimed.
"Hush Jack, you'll wake up my mother. And you know we're not suppose to play this game."
Sally spun the spinner.
around around around
It landed on the clock, but it wasn't just a clock.
Jack and Sally looked up at eachother, curious what would come.
"DIE, DIE, DIE!" Screamed an anonymous voice.
Tarantulas trickeled up and down Jack's back.
Sally on the other hand, was being repeativly hit by a hand of a clock.
whack whack whack
Jack looked for a weapon, them being in their attic, there wasn't really much to grab.
He noticed a plank of wood and attempted to kill the tarantulas.
Everything dissapeared.
Even the floor.
And Jack and Sally were falling into a bottemless pit.
