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Chapter 11 by Shibbar Shibbar

What do you do?

Refuse

You refuse. You're not going to do what you don't want to do. She rolls her eyes.

"Fine whatever, I kind of wanted us both to have a nice time, but I guess you ruined it." She pulls the trigger, the bullet puncturing your chest, and exiting through your spine.

You crumple to the floor. Dead.

You are dead. Game Over.

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