The wait is finally over my friends!!!!!!! The book that you have been waiting (probably 2 minutes xD) for has arrived. Yes, I know that I said there wasn't going to be a third book buuuuuut a lot of you guys were all hyped up with many questions that I really didn't want to spoil how I was going to end the series the way I wanted to but you guys changed my mind. Kudos to you all for doing that! XD

HERE WE GO AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIINNN WITH OUR JOURNEY *puts on sunglasses* LET'S GOOOOOO!!!

*hugs everyone excitedly*

Kat

[Part One: The Game Begins]

I smile, reading a tweet from Jack who was back in Ireland now. In fact, all of my friends were back home. It has been two months since we got Jack back and it was something that we were all proud of. We all survived Yamimash's cruel games.

Sipping my coffee, I continue scrolling through my feed. For the most part, it was a huge struggle, but we managed to get on with our normal lives. It's tough, but I've learned to deal with the outcomes of playing both games. Especially now that Dark was here with me in the real world.

They seem happy. Dark says, looking through my eyes at the feed. I nod, smiling.

They're the toughest people I know Dark. I laugh at a photo of Felix cringing at some game that he was playing. I miss them. I hear Dark sigh.

I know exactly what you are talking about, trust me. I know that he was still kind of bummed out about Anti not being here as well. I cough a little, putting my phone down on the table. Something big and furry rubs up against my leg. I smile, scratching Chica behind her ears. She pants, tail thumping on the ground. I shake my head, look out the kitchen window. It was time to get this day started.

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"It's so weird," Jack says, his microphone cutting out a little bit over Skype. "You know, being out of the games."

"Don't remind me..." Felix sighs sadly. Me, on the other hand, I was letting them talk while listening.

"Felix... It's been two months dude," Ken says softly. "Move on. Stop letting the memories of that Cry guy drag you down."

"I'm trying bros," his mic also starts to fade in and out a little bit. "It's hard, but I am hanging in there."

"You can do it Felix," I sigh. "Yes, it may take a couple more weeks, if not months, before you start to actually move on. Either way, we will be with you through every step of the way." The others nod as Felix smiles a little.

"Thanks bros. Moving on from me, how has everyone else been coping?" I shrug.

"Never really left the house much, considering every time I did something in either one of those games, I got kidnapped." I reach down and scratched Chica behind the ears again.

"I mean, I have been out of the house," Bob says, clearing his throat when his voice cracks. "But not as much anymore." Wade nods.

"Same." Ken shrugs.

"I've been alright. I think I probably go out more than you guys probably do." Jack laughs when Ken finishes, wiggling his eyebrows a little bit.

"Not me. I've been in the same boat as Mark, never really going outside. I just feel like someone is watching me every singl-" The screen goes entirely dark as well as every single thing in the house. I moan in frustration.

"Great," I exclaim, looking down at Chica. "The damn power went out in the middle of our call." Her ears perk as someone knocks on the door. I let out an annoyed sigh, getting out of my chair.

Who could that be? When I reached the front door, I swing it wide open. There was nobody there. Those damn teenagers thinking that they can come to MY house and- a white envelope catches my attention. Confused, I bent down to get it. It was just a plain white envelope. No name, no return address, nothing on it.

I frown, returning inside of my house, closing the front door before I opened it. A small white note card falls out. I scoop it up off the floor, read it and froze. There was no name of the person who wrote it. The only thing scribbled onto it was:

HOW ABOUT WE PLAY ANOTHER GAME MARK?