Hannah smiled, feeling the supportive gazes from behind her.

“I won’t let you down.

She lifted her head towards Atticus.

“Deal the cards.

This time, Hannah was dealt an 8 and the masked man a 7.

With such close initial numbers, both chose to draw another card.

The next cards were revealed; Hannah got a 12, while the masked man got a 13.

It seemed like fate was at play.

Both stood at 20 points-a high chance of busting with the final card, yet differing in potential outcomes.

The masked man addressed Hannah, a smirk beneath his mask, “I believe in luck, but I don’t believe you’re so fortunate to consistently hit 21!”

flipped his next card-a 2, just over the

brought him closest to

Hannah drew anything other than an ace, she would lose the

but I think I’m winning this round,” Hannah stated calmly as

sixth sense is

my card

mask, the rabbit-headed man’s expression remained hidden, but a sinister

think you’re about to

the side, wiped the sweat from his forehead

with the others earlier, but now, frozen in the face of this life-or-death moment, he didn’t

hesitation, Hannah flipped her

and said, “It seems that my sixth sense is

man in the rabbit head mask

the mask, betraying

“How is that possible?”

and

in the face of defeat, his mind racing with doubts about the integrity of

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