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We arrived at the hotel to see someone who looked like Chris.

???: Hello campers, I am Monochris and I will be hosting this killing game.

(Wait, a killing game?)

Monochris: You all have phones in your pockets. The rules are now on them.

I pulled out my phone and read the page.

Rules

1. No disrespecting the host
2. Be in your dorms from 12am - 5am.
3. You need permission from me for a sleepover.
4. NO CUSSING

⬜️ by ticking the box, you agree to follow the rules, as punishment is death.

I agreed to the rules and so did everyone else.

Monochris: Thank you everyone for agreeing. May this game begin.

We went inside.

Raj: Ok, where is the infirmary?

"Guys, I'm ok."

Bowie: You are clearly injured.

"How would you know?"

Bowie: Look at your right leg.

I look at my right leg to see open cuts. Jesus crap.

Raj: Well, we are here.

We walk into the infirmary and Bowie and Raj put me down on a bed.

Raj: Stay here Wayne, we'll find something to help with that cut.

"Ok."

Whilst Bowie and Raj went to find something, I grabbed my phone and watched a video. Apparently, Raj did a QnA but it was a mess.

After a while, Bowie and Raj came back with supplies.

Raj: Bowie, what did you find?

Bowie: I found some bandages.

Raj: I found potatoes.

Bowie: Why the flip would we need potatoes?

Raj just shrugs.

"Raj, why the heck do you have potatoes?"

Raj: I dunno. I guess they're useful for chips?

We all laughed at the joke.

Raj: What?

[TIMESKIP TO 30 MINUTES LATER...]

"Right, what should we do?"

Raj: Dunno.

Bowie: I guess we can play a game?

Raj: Sure!

"Why not?"

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