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A game. There's always a game. On this particular night, rain spattering against the window so hard you'd think the big man upstairs had a score to settle, it wasn't just any old game, however. This one, she was something special; the kind of game that grips you in a thrall, turning minutes into hours. The kind of game you know might be trouble, but which coyly beckons you to follow it into the wee hours of the morning. The kind of game where you know better, but say "yes" anyway.

Ahem.