The walls around me are white. There are no windows, no doors, no life; just an impossibly blank room. Then as if someone read my mind, a door appears and opens. I should be relieved, but I'm not; it's him. It's James and I know, that one of us will be dead by the end of the day. 6 friends go on the trip of the lifetime to California, not realising that it will result in blood, tears and what James calls "the game of death" *NEW COVER* thanks so much to @darlinquent for creating the new cover ❤️ ?COMPLETED?
