I banged on the door. 

I screamed.

I cried.

I begged.



Please let me out.

Nobody heard me. 

Nobody came to help me.

Then again, it wasn't anyone's fault.

After all, my coffin was buried six feet under the ground.


1. T H E  R U L E S


I love games. You do, too?


Anyway, the question was purely rhetorical, because I’m not interested whether you do or do not; this is my story and my choice rules the roost. And I want to tell you about my favourite game called Chain.

No, I didn’t make it up, and stop being so grumpy; it’s fun and by the time you finish reading, I’m sure you would want to join in.The game of Chain is exceedingly simple. All you need is a group of people who shy away from competitive tendencies, and have ample time and inclination to play this seemingly silly sport.