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Chapter 13 by bobbydavros bobbydavros

What happens next?

She returns to her chair

Me sits down, looking at you hanging there. Her eyes continue staring at you, her tongue travels over her top lip, as she rolls the dice one more time.

There's a sick feeling in your stomach, as you wait forever for the dice to come to a halt, all the while praying for either a low number or an end to the game.

What's the total on the two dice?

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