THE GAME: NEHEMIAH

The last day, finally. No one spoke. Even an eye contact could be so unbearable. It made me sick. While it was still better to see the end of the suffering from the past few days. The supper has ended and the final notice appeared on my desk: "MIDNIGHT, AFTER THE BELL, THE RUINS, AND THE DIARY" I don't know what kind of a crazy or paranoid person this lunatic could be, nor at the final moment. It's just between "LEAVE OR DEATH" "WELCOME TO NABERIUS" "LET THE GAME BEGIN!" (ONGOING)