Chapter 1
Anyone who walked through the manor doors came in for a reason. Many walk in but a few walked back out .Whatever the reason was for some people I was unsure,the thought that people would actually put themselves in this position haunts me deeply. My reason is I didn’t have a choice ,I was born into this game. my mother died giving birth to me while She was at the manor playing and I’ve been here ever since being taken care of by a man who I call father. He is the owner of manor and the conductor of the game. and I’m accurate he is not my real father.But i will soon play the same game for the first time myself. I’ve watched people come and go.I’ve saw the people who died in the game ive seen their bodies sitting in fathers cellar rotting away. I’ve seen people survive all bloody and bruised. Traumatized yet happy to be alive and free.I’m not allowed to know what the game is about until it is my time. I wasn’t ever allowed to ask question or speak to anybody who participated growing up. I was kept in the dark. My ignorance was bliss, until all of that was about to change.
