[ WP ] You 've mastered the game of Russian roulette through extensive practice .

`` I was forced to play it, the first time. I had the gun held to my mouth, terrified, pulled the trigger, and click. Empty chamber. I won, and they let me go. 
 
 Ever since then I felt oddly satisfied with the `` game''. I studied it, and learned the physics of the gun. I learned if I spun the barrel just right, as long as I got a glance where the bullet was, I could decrease my chances of pulling that chamber, from 1 in 6 to approximately 1 in 186. 
 
 In the terrifying even though, that which I do pull the bullet, I studied hundreds of revolvers, and bought a couple to test, ( not on myself, obviously. ) and with them, I learned if I, with a LOT of force, twisted the hammer, I could cause the firing pin to not hit perfectly on center, causing it to misfire. That was a 1 in 10 chances of succeeding however, so I hoped not to need it. 
 
 However, there came a time I was back in this same position. I'm writing this down in a journal they will let me write as a final note if I die. So, to let anyone who reads this know: If I died, either an incredibly unlikely event happened, or they cheated like me.'' 
 
 Alright. That's done. 
 
 `` You done yet? Cmon.'' 
 
 They drag me back to the circular table. 
 
 `` Winner gets 10 grand. Rest of you, well, you know how it goes.'' 
 
 The guy who ran this watched from cameras, a sick bastard, loving this. But thing is, he promises not to make anyone return `` betters'', so why did he bring me back? 
 
 Five of us at the start, and the first guy who pulled had a bullet. Poor guy, did n't deserve it. 
 
 The second one was right beside me, some of the blood even splattered on me. Eugh. 
 
 Third was terrified, they had to force him to pull by threatening to shoot him anyway. 
 
 Now it's me and this bearded guy. He's wearing a suit, and has been confident the entire time. Maybe he learned what I learned, but neither of us were prepared for what happened. They took the revolver way, and handed a pistol with no magazine. We both had an expression of shock. 
 
 They show us six magazines, and said two had bullets. The pistol was set to full auto. What.. the hell do I do? I could actually die now! I can't.. wait.. can I manipulate it? They wo n't let us weight them or even touch the mags, and we ca n't see the tops, only bottoms. If I.. hm.. If I ask to load it myself, I could make it incorrectly loaded. 
 
 The other guy picked one, pulled, nothing. 
 
 I took another mag, put it in, sliding it slightly out of place. I'm guessing about a 10 % chance I can cause the misfire, if it has bullets. 
 
 It clicks and makes an odd sound. They are confused, and demand I pull again. I do, and the magazine explodes on the table. Over speakers, the man actually talks to us for once. 
 
 `` Congratulations, you both win. And since you both proved our suspicions that you learned to manipulate, I demand you work for us to spot people like you. It pays well, and you know what happens if you say no.'' 
 
 I do n't know what to say. 
 
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 I kinda feel like this one was dragged out too much, but I'd rather hear your guys opinions.
