Throw a bone (Patreon)

"Oh, no, no, no, no, it's impossible! Impossible!"

I closed my eyes and face with my new little hands and tried not to believe what happened. I tried not to notice this enormous weight on my chest, which dangled like jelly with every move I made, and not to feel the unbearable weight that was pulling my chest and from which my back was already beginning to hurt terribly. I did not want to open my eyes and see again this room of a cheap Thai hotel in which I should not be.

"I have to focus. It's just a stupid joke, stupid game, it's all unreal."

I tried again and again with the willpower to imagine that I was again in the attic of this old house in Europe, that I was again sitting with my friend Mark and that all this only seemed to me, but suddenly someone pulled my hands hard and I saw evil a male Asian face that was clearly unhappy.

...

A few minutes ago, everything was completely different; Mark and I were in an abandoned old house in the attic and poked around in the trash that was there. Among the trash, we found a board game. It was somewhat reminiscent of a game from the movie Jumanji. It was a box in which there was a dice, a board, as in any board game and other elements. We laughed, but since we were bored, we decided to play. I was the first to throw a dice and hit the field with some strange symbols that looked like stars. So we spent a few minutes playing without understanding the rules, and finally I got to the end, just winning by the number of moves. I was delighted with this and was about to leave, when suddenly a light appeared from the board and we heard a loud male rough voice

"Congratulations to the traveler! You went through the whole game first!"

"Stop? Who is this? What the fuck? Get out of here Mark!"

I screamed, but I could not move, like my friend Mark. We froze and looked fearfully into each other's eyes. The mysterious voice did not listen to me and continued to speak like on a tape

"Your moves on the board determine your life."

The voice stopped, suddenly, intermittently, he began to speak. Each cell on which I stopped after each roll of a dice meant one word. The voice finally continued

"You won the changes:

- Country of birth and life. Throw a dice "

"Fuck you ?!"

I said, but I realized that I still can’t move. But now I could wiggle my hand and reach for the dice. A few minutes later I realized that the only way out was to roll the dice. I stopped

"2 - Asia.

The next move. Gender Throw a bone. Even without changes. Odd is the opposite. "

This time I made it faster

"5 is the opposite"

I just closed my eyes and tried to think that all this is a hoax

"Next move. Talent.

4 - singing.

The next move. Sexuality.

6 - maximal

The next move. Wealth.

1 - minimum.

Congratulations. Game over! "

A moment later, I was already here in this body.