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I got pulled into a horror game. While the other players panicked and tore their brains apart looking for a way to survive, I sat there enjoying a hot breakfast. The Boss turned up out of nowhere with a face like a storm and cold coming off him, like something that had climbed out of hell to collect a soul. Everyone was so scared that they didn't dare make a sound. I looked at the Boss, whose eyes were full of murder, and the word came out of my mouth on reflex. "Boo." I caught it half a second too late. "I mean, Boss." Damn it. I was too used to calling him that.