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Loud rave music. A bunch of happy and drunk people. The club was filled with people wanting to relax. But you didn't come here to relax. Entering the second floor, the girl approached her cherished goal. Having opened the door in front of her, a man sat rubbing his shotgun. "Why would such a fragile girl want to play with me" He looked up and grinned. You stood clenching your fists, Russian roulette takes the lives of gamblers and you knew it. " right " You answered briefly. But after the first shot in the head, you realized that this was no longer child’s play. An hour later you were driving home with 70 thousand dollars trying to digest the game, your last shot was decisive. The dealer is dead But you couldn’t shake the feeling that he was still watching you. Having returned home, you were already getting ready for bed when suddenly a knock on the front door of your house made the girl tense up.

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