Play To Win's

Level 3 - Now you're dead!

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Jackson never wanted a farewell like this, although before he was really upset over Charis' attitude.

Her tears began to break out from her eye sockets, flowing down her two smooth cheeks.

"I can help you, son." The man's words spontaneously made Jackson stop, he looked up at the man before him.

"Can you help me?" Jackson looked at him between believing and not with his words. The man nodded slowly in response. Jackson flashed his smile as soon as he heard his words, as if he had gained hope for the problem he was facing. "Then please help me." Jackson pleaded with.

The middle-aged man got up from his position and looked at Jackson who was now sitting on the ground.

"I'll help you. But my help is nothing free."

"Tell me what you want, I'll give you everything. You originally wanted to help me. Whatever and whatever you want, I'll give you." Jackson woke up slightly limped with his pain, his hand grabbed the man's two hands and grasped them. His eyes looked at the man expectantly, it was possible that this man was the only way for him to be able to save his lover.

"I don't need your money or your property." The man said, Jackson looked at him confused.

"Then what do you need? Just tell me, I'll give it all to you as long as you want to help me," he said.

"You'll know what I want from you once you get there and get a message from me."

Jackson was silent, he did not understand the man's words.

"Now drink this." The man reached into his suit pocket, taking out a small glass bottle that looked so antique with a red liquid inside.

"Drink, and you'll know after."

Jackson termangu. "No!" He refused quickly as soon as his brain managed to think clearly. "How can I trust you? What if you were one of their members who came and pretended to be nice to me? I can't believe it, we just met. And who knows if what you just said was all a lie?" Jackson is now alert.

"Don't worry. Since we are on the same side, you want your lover back, whereas I want to snatch the most precious thing they have taken from me. That's why I helped you."

"Then why did you give me this liquid? What'sthis?"

"That's because you're the chosen one. Only you can drink it and you can help me."

"Is this not poison?"

"Why did I poison you? We've only just met, and it won't do me any good to poison you. So drink up, and you'll be able to save your lover." The man tried to convince her.

Jackson was silent, staring at the small bottle in his hand. "I wish I could help Charis." he thought, who then opened the bottle and gulped the contents down. Jackson silently looked at the middle-aged man before him.

"Then what now?" Ask. The man glanced at the golden-coloured antique pocket watch in his hand and glanced at Jackson.

"Now you're dead." he said. Jackson glared, the glass bottle in his hand fell to the ground along with that his throat hurt, his body drowned to fall on the ground.

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