We're having a brother-sister game night while the parents are out and I've just beaten you at game number 4. That puts us on an even score, with one final game needed to tie-break. But it's getting late and the games are getting boring, so you tell me you're gonna call it a night. I won't accept a draw or winning by forfeit. My competitive streak is too strong. And it clearly runs in the family because it doesn't take much to persuade you to play "truth or dare" either.

It begins innocently enough, but I'm not playing around here. I'm going for the win and there's no way my little brother is going to beat me at what is essentially the most fucked up game of "chicken" imaginable...