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Russian Ru let

A dark hooded figure stands at the end of a hall.
It Grows closer and closer to you.
Fear hits you like a bullet entering you chest the closer it gets.
Once it is only a foot away from you it takes its hood off and all you see is a skull.
Who are you? You say.
I am Death. Its says
I have a game to play with you. says Death.
What game? you say.
It is called Russian Ru let Death says.
Death then pulls out a six shot revolver and shows you that there is only one bullet in it.
He then spins it for three seconds and stops it dead.
Death then says. If this hits a bullet free space then ill make all your dreams come true.
But if it hits the bullet then you leave with me.
He hands it over to you and you take it and put it up to your head.
You pull the Trigger.
*Bang!*
You lose
The End
Written by John_Smith (SeansMind1994)
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