Wally's head began to fill up with questions. Entree fee? How did I die?
"You seem a little pale Wally, is everything okay?" Amy asked in a low voice.
"No everything is not okay! What is this place?" Wally put his hands behind his head and looked around. Tall skyscrapers peered down on him, the morning sunlight shined on him. He covered his eyes.
"Mikkimo" Amy replied.
"Mikkimo?"
"Its a crowded town, rich with shops, but most of all, the perfect place for the game"
"Game? For dead people?" Wally raised his eyebrows.
"Kinda like that. We are actually called players. If we last the 7 days we can have...
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