It wasn't a game anyone held grudges over. Too many bad memories for everyone.
It was after that . . . something happened that night. I just remember hurting all over, and everything going dark. I still don't really know if it was tied o that game . . . if something happened in the time I don't remember. Maybe it's something about me after all . . . there's nothing like this in my memories, but it might still be something I don't know.
. . . when I woke up, the laundry . . . everyone's clothes from the night before smelled strange.