Are you ready?
Trick Or Treat?You stared emotionless at the doors that surrounded you, each one with a number painted on it, the white colour almost turning into a painful grey as reacted with the dark, rotting wood of each door. The hall you stood in with all the other players of the game seemed to stretch on for miles in the dim, eerie light it was loomed in. Candles with a flickering, burning flame smeared along the darkened walls, each casting a shadow along the chiselled bricks.
“There are 10 doors, each leading to a different path,” the voice of the controller of the game echoed through the room. “Each path will lead to a different fate. But which door you claim is determined by which box you choose.”
Your gaze landed on the curve of dark, black boxes, each standing up right on a vertical platform of their own. They all, like the doors, shared the same eerie white numbers, unique to each other.
“Each of you must pick a box. Whatever is in your box will hold the key to the door you are fated to open,” the voice shrilled again, causing a sudden spark to chill up your spine. “You can never turn back on your choice. Are you ready?”
Choose your box now
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