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# The Game
- URL: https://www.jamesreeves.co/the-game/
- Published: 2026-10-06T01:38:10.000Z
- Updated: 2026-10-06T01:38:10.000Z
- Author: James A. Reeves
- Tags: Dreams

We were invited to play a game we did not understand but rich and famous people played it all the time so we thought it’d be okay. The object was to find our way out of a large house with many floors and confusing hallways.

On the seventh floor, a mouse scurried past us and a lady in our group thought it was cute. A low voice in the walls said, "Cute huh?" and the floor suddenly became a nest of teeming mice, soft and screaming beneath our feet.

The woman who liked the mouse grew an extra finger, and the president came and chopped it off . We heard a sizzling sound, then he tossed the finger in his mouth. Said it tasted like bacon.

The longer the game went on, the more body parts we grew. We saw someone who’d been playing the game for a long time and it was a horrible sight.