November 30 came... the powersaw sliced through the his throat like butter. Gagging he pressed the play button of the tape recorder that he had in his hand.
"Hello Just,
If you are hearing this, then I must be dead. And you have just doomed yourself into another test. If you could have just forgiven me. Now you must face a new test that will test your wits.
Justin, there is just one more game I would like to play. Monday there will be a final paper, a supplimentary paper that you must take. Take this and pass, and you will be able to graduate in time for Christmas.
However, fail and you will have to retake the entirely new modification of exams that will last till the end of next year. You will lose your already withered wings to fly, and the Will of your parents to keep you afloat.
The Choice is in your hands Justin, in your hands!"
ARGH!! I slammed my hands on his already immovable abdomen.
"SCREW THIS!! Even if I become an undergraduate for the rest of my life! I'll definately break free and be a Leader!! I am not afraid !!! BRING IT ON!!!"
"Assuming that you accept this challenge, you will go to Room G15/31 and do the test that will commence at 9.15 am on the 4th of December. Study well..."
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