Last person standing...Mature

This first chapter is very hard to understand what's going but give me some feed back anyway :).

"The last person standing." I heard him say, with an evil laugh. My face turned bright red with shame. No please how can this be?! His friend looked at me sympathetically but yet his eyes were filled with hunger. I could feel my hand slowly reach for the polished item...They quickly took notice and stared deep into my eyes; I knew that was a sign for me to stop but I was too damn scared now and I took a hold of the item. For some reason they didn't do anything, they just watched me very carefully. How? This was the question I queired myself with while I had a tight grip...

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