They have to do something now. If they don't want to play this game anymore, they have to fight back. "We have to fight whoever is behind this game. We have to stop it right now," Samuel told Jonathan. "But, we can't walk and silence those who are currently around us; if we do that, then we will be killed by them." Samuel looked around him. Jonathan was right; they were all around him. They were watching the two of them. Long-barreled pistols were in their hands as if they were waiting to shoot the two men. "Who should go first?" Samuel asked Jonathan. "After this, it should be Abdul, but he hasn't come and shown himself at all." Jonathan looked left and right; he didn't see Abdul, the Old Man, or Alena. None of the three were already where they were waiting. "What time is it? We ar

