I felt the room, or what was left of it, quake. "Throw the dice." Continue was the first thought I had. Keep playing, must play, keep playing, must win. Follow direction. My hand began to shake again. I felt like a prisoner in my own body, I hadn't known whether or not I was being moved, or moving on my own. Every fear, every nightmare I could remember crept into mind as my breath quickened. The final numbers burned into the board: twelve, eleven, and two.