A Future Diary based story.

I rode my bike out in the city of Shibuya. I was anxious that day, and I couldn't wait to make it to my destination. It was finally the day my Dad was going to be out of the Hospital, and I wanted to be the first person there to hug him. I would quickly slam on the breaks of my bike, it falling down over as I hopped into the Hospital building. A waved high towards my friend Nurse Jenny, then I ran up the stairs to room "215." I quickly slammed the door open. I couldn't wait to see the look of excitement, the look of happiness on my Dad's face, and I especially couldn't wait to walk home with him for the first time in almost a year. I walked in, seeing my Father, but not the expression I expected. He looked worried and speechless, and was pointing behind me. I turned around to see a shadowy figure with a knife behind me, stabbing his knife forward. The killer managed to hit my head, causing me to go in a state of unconsciousness.
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I woke up in a black room with a Cell Phone. There were many other people near me, each with there own. A large shadowy figure came from the middle of the circled dome, welcoming us. "Hello, I am Deus Ex Machina. You are all sent here to play a game-I game of survival. Each of your Cell Phones have been modified-changed into things I call "Future Diaries." The winner of these games will be the next Deus Ex Machina, or God, and will have powers like such. Use your wits, intelligences, and guts to win. Let's see if you're all up to the test." The "God" disappeared as I woke back up, the Cell Phone right near me. My head felt fuzzy as I looked to the phone. I could barely make out what it said, but I clearly could read it.
"Let...
The Games...
Begin."