Games
By Chris Munroe
As the assassins kicked in my bedroom door, I knew the game
was up.
“Don’t hate the player,” I called as I bolted for the
window, “hate the game!”
But they wouldn’t listen.
“You think we’re playing games with you?” Their leader asked
as they wrestled me to the floor. “This is no game!”
I thought it was game over for sure, but before they could
finish me off, my alarm clock sounded!
I woke just in time to see the team of assassins kicking in
my bedroom door. And that’s when I realized…
I was still inside the game.
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