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Chapter 3 by deol deol

What

A 40 year old man

I actually was proud of the way I looked. Even though my life has been all work I still got to workout. Several of my clients ever so often wanted meetings on the treadmill or on the golf course or during a run in the woods. My early years being something of a athlete had ofcourse played the foundation.

Early that evening I made the call. Dressed in my new tuxedo, with the mask in hand I entered the black limousine one hour later.

The cars windows were not toned as in usual cars. They were black. Half an hour later the car stopped somewhere I had know idea. I put the mask on my face and entered what seemed to be a palace.

I was welcomed by a man dressed like some kind of servant. "You will now choose what type of games you will want to participate in."

What is your answer?

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