Light reflected off pupils blown wide, lips bitten to the point of raw. A sea of blue washed the otherwise colorless room. Sneakers rooted to the floor, every face turned in the same direction. At first glance, one might think they were lifeless dolls.
Crimson trickled in sinister trails down the wall, pooling on the floor in a river of blood. Clumps of flesh hung in the air, deadly barbed wire glinted around a pinned throat. A formerly blue uniform dripped spilled life.
A chilling message painted the wall above the corpse.
Did you think it was over?
Not a soul dared to answer. Heads turned in perfect sync to the click of a screen awakening. Those dead but alive eyes watched in silence as the screen displayed a empty platform.
Two figures emerged into sight, stepping without sound onto the raised floor.
One dressed in green, the other in blue. Their hands entwined, the smiley-face on the green one's mask sent more waves of fear than the words he spoke.
"Let the games begin!"
Next chapter will explain the events between this one and chapter 43!
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Let the Games Begin DreamNotFound
Mystery / ThrillerWhat would you do if you were cast into a game of life or death against your will? George found himself trapped in the horrors of this question when he was kidnapped by a stranger in a mask and full body suit. He awoke with other "players" to be fo...
