Trapped Until I Hit Wheel of Fortune!

We are BACK with another vlog… I am NOT LEAVING the Casino until I make the wheel spin in Wheel of Fortune. I don’t care if I’m here for ten minutes, or TEN YEARS!! Thank you all so much for liking, subscribing, and dropping your thoughts in the comments. Even if you’re roasting me—I still love you. You’re all beautiful, and I truly appreciate every single one of you for riding along on this crazy journey. Wish me luck, and I’ll see you in the next one! Let’s go to war.
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Brettski strutted into the neon jungle of the Moonstone Casino just after sunset, eyes locked on a single target: the *Wheel of Fortune* slot machine. He wasn’t here for roulette, blackjack, or free drinks—no, tonight was about destiny. He had \$500 in his wallet, superstition in his soul, and a gut feeling that *this was the night*.

At first, the machine was a cold-hearted beast. Brettski fed it twenties, spun, waited… nothing. A few teasing dings, a near miss on the bonus wheel. Time passed. His wallet thinned. He switched machines, then switched back. A guy named Carl sat beside him offering unsolicited luck tips—Brettski humored him until Carl hit the bonus himself on his first spin and walked off with a smug wink.

Fueled by spite and sheer determination, Brettski hit the ATM. Twice.

Then it happened.

At 3:17 a.m., the screen lit up—**“BONUS ACTIVATED!”**

The machine roared to life, the big wheel began to spin. Brettski’s hands trembled. Lights danced. Music blared. He stood, hypnotized, watching the wheel slow… \$1,000… \$5,000… **JACKPOT**… click… click… click...

Suddenly—**the screen went black.**

The entire bank of machines shut down. The casino floor went silent. Then came the alarms. Red strobes. A voice over the PA: “Security lockdown in progress. All guests remain where they are.”

A security team stormed in, heading directly for Brettski.

“What the heck is this?” he shouted, stepping back.

A suited man appeared behind them, eyes cold. “Sir, we need to speak with you. *Privately.*”

Brettski looked at the frozen screen. The last symbol visible before blackout: **JACKPOT**.

And then the man whispered:

“Did you really think this was just a game?”

—**TO BE CONTINUED.**

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Who is Brettski? Brettski is a Professional Gambler, similar to the ancient legends Vegas Matt, Bluff, DegenDalt, Mr. Hand Pay, or Lady Luck HQ! However, unlike these legends, Brettski has thousands of years of stored ancient knowledge harvested by the elders, at skills such as Slot Machines, Roulette, Blackjack, Craps, Bubble Craps, Poker, and Baccarat. Brettski's goal as a Professional Gambler is simple: own all of Las Vegas, using funds made by Gambling. Subscribe to support his journey in world domination.