Seven Buckets,Seven Minutes. Discontinued

How did you get dragged into this party again?
Explaination: Striders can be so,so convincing.
You sat on the couch,bored out of your pretty little mind.
"Alright,All of you guys to the living room!"
A particular blonde insufferable prick yelled,pointing in your direction.
Humans and Trolls piled up around you,and you sighed.
Time to play the worst of games.
"Tonight,we're going to play a game."
Ohgogno-
"And,it's Seven Minutes in Heaven!"
You groaned,along with some other trolls/people.
"(Y/N),just for that,you're first!"
"Fuck you,Strider." You mumbled,getting up.
"Lucky for you,I already got all of the items in this wonderful bag that will choose your ironic fate.Now pick one."
He shoved the bag towards you,and you sighed.
Sticking your hand in the bag,you put your fingers on a curious object.
It felt like...