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The three nodded once more to each other. 182 approached the woman's square to my left, 174 clapped, and 182 hopped in just as it turned red, almost as if he knew it would. The woman in the square huddled in on herself, as 182 jumped out and landed right before me. Whatever he saw must have messed up his beat, because when 174 clapped again, he hesitated.
— Jun 21, 2025 09:28PM
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A door behind him opened.
“Now, now, now,” the voice leaked venom onto the remaining hope Raven had sparked in him. “Put him back where he belongs,” they commanded.
Guards appeared at both of his sides and hauled him back to the leather chair he sat in previously. In the chair he hated, in the room he despised.
— Jun 23, 2025 12:06PM
“Now, now, now,” the voice leaked venom onto the remaining hope Raven had sparked in him. “Put him back where he belongs,” they commanded.
Guards appeared at both of his sides and hauled him back to the leather chair he sat in previously. In the chair he hated, in the room he despised.
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Enzo roared and yanked Levi’s other hand upwards, slicing Raven lightly across the bottom of her foot. The blood began to drip down the knife and slowly down Levi’s hand. Jayce caught the anguish in Levi’s eyes before he continued to heave Raven up as quickly as he could. She was approaching the ceiling, but he needed her there first if he had any chance of winning this with her much shorter reach.
— Jun 23, 2025 12:03PM
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He finally found a question that wouldn’t target the same people as before. “Never have I ever been held captive in a Government prison.”
This game had two parts. One was to show that all these contestants earned their spot here and deserved punishment. The other was to create a rift between the teams as they grew close due to the passage of time.
— Jun 23, 2025 10:38AM
This game had two parts. One was to show that all these contestants earned their spot here and deserved punishment. The other was to create a rift between the teams as they grew close due to the passage of time.
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I bet they’re gonna widel Dow the teams till there’s like 3-5 left and then break the teams and make it an everyone for themselves thing.
— Jun 22, 2025 08:17PM
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Ooooo new pov acquired. 197 is now a confirmed ml. I think Mavrick, Levi, Jayce, 197, and the host are the harem. Not to confident on Enzo
— Jun 22, 2025 08:05PM
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The TV screen flashed on in my room, and we both turned to it as all the other light sources, including medical equipment, were shut off.
The Host's face illuminated the screen. "I hope you rested well, my dear 20, the Sponsors have missed you."
The Host's tone was off, more so than usual. He wasn't singing, he wasn't angry, he wasn't scared. He was reading from a script.
— Jun 21, 2025 11:17PM
The Host's face illuminated the screen. "I hope you rested well, my dear 20, the Sponsors have missed you."
The Host's tone was off, more so than usual. He wasn't singing, he wasn't angry, he wasn't scared. He was reading from a script.
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16%"Good job, boys," the Host smiled acerbically through the screen. "The Sponsors are impressed, and you will be pleased with your reward."
The men nodded to each other once. 195 stepped out of his square. They all fell, and the guards came to retrieve them.
Mine and Jayce's areas beeped, and our numbers appeared on the screen. Finally, it was my turn to play. I walked to Jayce as he exited his platform, bypassing the weapons entirely. He gave me an odd look, but stood still and waited.
Once I reached him, I leaned in. "I have a plan. Can you trust me on this?"
"I once trusted you with everything. I can do it again," he agreed solemnly.
A beep rang out, signaling our time ticking away.
I nodded and walked down the line. I approached the squares where 114, 115, 116, and 117’s corpses now lay, carefully hopping into the square that still held 114’s lifeless body. When I landed, the color was green and I stepped out. I repeated my actions for 115, 116, and 117's squares. When I stepped into 117's, my timer stopped. The Host tilted his head.
"Ah, of course, darling 20, you have made your Sponsor very happy. Congratulations on your win!" The Host’s eyes drilled holes into my head as he spoke.
My heart, which had been threatening to beat out of my chest, now pounded into my ears. My Sponsor? I hadn’t really put much thought into it, but if my sister wasn’t in this game, maybe she had somehow managed to be my Sponsor.
"My dear, it looks like you are someone to watch." The Host had a warning edge to his voice. I understood that being someone to watch was a quick way to die in this game.
I could no longer take the Host’s intense scrutiny. It was time to move onto whatever was next. I turned my attention to Jayce.
Jayce was staring at me with his mouth agape. I shook my head once, stepped out of the square, and once more, everything went black.
He wrenched me flat against his chest; I could feel his knife at my neck. "I don't want to hurt you, sweetheart," the country drawl vibrated against my ear, his lips centimeters away.
I calculated the decision to fight or not.
"Then don't. Just leave." I pushed the pin in my hand so he could feel it in his balls. I tilted my head up at him and the cold sharp knife dug into my neck, but I didn’t flinch. I felt warm liquid drip down and he swore, pulling the blade back just a bit. Amber eyes stared down at me in a gentle caress. This close, even with his mask, I could tell he was older; it was the confidence and manner in which he held me. 182 towered over my frame and was bulky, easily three times my size. He was lethal and intelligent. This would not be my fight. I peered past him. There were just over five minutes left. "Time is wasting, big boy. Go on ahead."
I heard him grumble, "In another life, darlin'."
I shivered as he let me go and jumped out of the square. Averting my eyes and surveying the rest of the room, I almost jumped when I found and landed on Jayce. His eyes were burning into my very soul. I noted his number: 58. A clap, a thud, another thud. I turned just in time to hear another clap and witness 182 jump into the final square, red again.
182 once more locked his gaze on mine. "I look forward to seeing you on the other side, sweetheart." Across the room, from Jayce's direction, I heard a disgruntled sound.
Gaze still on mine, 182 lifted an eyebrow as he hopped out of the final square. As soon as he was on the outside, all three of the men were knocked unconscious and whisked away.
Another two beeps and two numbers appeared with new timers, and so the game continued. The blood from my neck had long since dried and I maintained my lucky streak, my square continuing to light up red every time someone landed in it. After about an hour, only forty people remained. The dead now outnumbered the living in this room.
The woman behind me somehow managed to escape when an enormous man landed with her as her square lit up yellow. Because of this, his team was forced back to their original squares, and she was able to take their points and secure a win for her team. I could practically feel the hostility radiating from the man a few feet away. It left me on edge.
"Alright, the next numbers will be: 28, 114, 115, 116, and 117." The Host cocked his head. "Due to your excessive injuries, 28, you can have a three-minute head start on your partners."