A toy made to play
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The sound of his footsteps were bigger and louder. The door opens with a 'click' and there he was. " let's go." He held onto my wrist but my other hand was holding the bar, tightly. " don't make me repeat. 1,2,3" My hand was yanked away from the bar and he proceed on bring me inside the big empty room. " let the games begin."
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