It all started with an innocent game of Russian Roulette, no bullets, no fear, no risk. What if an innocent game of Russian Roulette turns to murder?

After the trigger is pulled and the deed is done the remaining players become desperate to protect the others around them, desperate to protect the secret of that solemn night. The pressure and stress begins to take their tole on the rest. What was once a happy family becomes driven by revenge, love, anger. Determined to seek the end, they resort to desperate measures, taking justice into their own hands. 

Preview:

"So are you guys in?" Ken asks with a sweet, small smile.

"What was the game called again?" Hongbin asks, his curiousity overpowering his fear.

"It's called Russian Roulette, basically what happens is that one bullet is put in the gun, in this case it's a blank. Then the cylinder is spun so we don't know which chamber the bullet is in. Then we take turns pulling the trigger against our head. Whoever gets shot loses," Ken states simply.

The others ponder for a moment, eventually smilling and nodding in approval. 

He holds the gun to his head, smilling gently. He takes a deep breath, "Hana, dul, set." He counts slowly before quickly pulling the trigger. Time seems to freeze as a loud bang echoes through the room. The gun drops from his grip and clatters loudly as it falls to the floor.