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inspired by 'your turn to die'
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" i don't know , i might be better at this if i knew their name ... "
" ... kid ... ? kid , wake up , okay ? "
" whatever , i'm out of here . no use in waiting around for a dead person . "
(y/c) was able to piece a few sentences together as they slowly started to stir, feeling their eyes slowly start to open. another voice spoke up among the rest— but this one seemed closer. " they're not dead , i already told you that ! they're breathing , they're just unconscious . they just need time . " as (y/c)'s eyes opened, and focused, they were able to make out a group of people crowded together, with one kneeling right beside them. the person beside them had shoulder-length blonde hair, and seemed to be wearing a schoolgirl's uniform. they were turned away from (y/c) at the moment, talking to somebody else. a moment later, though, the blonde girl turned back to face them, her eyes widening when she saw that they were awake. " oh , hey ! " she greeted with a soft smile. " are you okay ? we got here , and ... you had passed out face - first . i mean , i can guess what happened , but ... ? "
this was a lot to take in at once. who was this girl? who was everybody else? where were they? but one thing was for sure— her asking what had happened helped them remember what probably caused them to pass out in the first place.
they'd woken up, by themselves, in a room that looked strikingly similar to an escape room— one of those puzzles you got locked in for an hour and had to solve your way out. but as soon as they woke up, they felt something start to choke them— a collar. it was made of metal, and as much as they tried to pry it off, it didn't work, only started choking them tighter. there was a small sign on the wall that explained that the collar's effects would only stop if they managed to escape, so as they continued to get even more lightheaded and gasp for as much air as they could, (y/c) had managed to find the code to exit the room, but they hadn't even made it two steps out of the room before passing out from asphyxiation.
" hey — wait , don't touch that , " the girl insisted, reaching out to take their hand. her voice snapped them back to reality, and (y/c) realized that they'd unconsciously started to reach for the collar. " who knows what that thing could do if you try and mess with it ? " suddenly, (y/c) noticed— the blonde girl had a collar, too. everybody did. " you know what ? do you want to talk off to the side ? i know waking up to see this many people is probably intimidating . we were going to try and figure out why we're all here , but we can take a quick break . you seem pretty shaken up . "
what do you do?
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(your turn to die is another 'killing game' video game! if you don't know how the game works, but would still like to interact, i can explain it to you, or you could look it up yourself (but be careful of spoilers)!)
