A group of fifteen seemingly normal people are gathered to play a twisted game where they are given the choice to take or spare lives.
But what happens when the only way out is the truth, and secrets become unveiled which show that no one is as the...
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Aalia's Perspective:
Silence.
Then I hear John hum before saying, "Ah! I think I know where I've seen you before now."
"Who are you talking about?" I ask, opening my eyes again.
"That Chinese guy next to you... with the grey hair."
Yoongi scoffs. "I'm not Chinese. And you're a police officer who apparently remembers my face but can't remember my ethnicity and my name that I just told you? Okay then."
"Well what are you then? And what's your name?"
"I'm Yoongi and I'm Korean," he says slowly, as if it would be difficult for the officer to understand, "Is that easier for you to remember?"
"You used to be in a gang, didn't you?"
I briefly raise my brows, caught of guard.
"Oh yeah I've met you before. You're that racist who was harassing me and a few others."
"I'm nothing of the sort!"
"Don't lie to me. I recognised you from the start; I just didn't feel like saying anything."
"You're the one who's lying!"
"Whatever, man." Yoongi yawns as he says this which makes the officer scowl.
Nobody says anything for a moment and there's an awkward silence.
"Well that was a nice little conversation. Now does anyone have any ideas on what we should do?" Jimin says, sounding impatient.
"I think we just have to play along..." Brianne mutters.
"So we're just going to kill whoever we think deserves it?" Wilson asks.
Nobody says anything because we all know the answer.
"But when Jin died there was a misunderstanding... Hoseok, what did the question say?" I ask.
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