𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 •sᴀᴇʙʏᴇᴏᴋ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ•

3

All the remaining players were now gathered back in the room with all the beds. It was dark and silent.

Everyone seemed to be in a depressing mood, sitting on the ground with their knees pulled to their chests.

You sat back in your bed, a few feet above the others. Panic was finally starting to settle in, causing you to clench your fists tightly.

The doors at the front buzzed and opened, leading everyone to get to their feet.

The men in pink entered the room, the man marked with a square leading them.

"You have all made it through the first game. Congratulations. You're moving on. I will now announce the results of the first game." The television screen above him beeped, and the number 456 began to decrease slowly until it reached the number 201.

"Out of 456 players, 255 were eliminated, and 201 players successfully completed the first game."

A heavy tension fell through the crowd, and people began to murmur and gasp.

"Mister, please! Listen. I'm so sorry." A woman from the crowd ran forward and began to beg. "I swear I will pay what I owe. I'll do it, I'll pay it all."
She cried and fell to her knees. "Please, sir. I have a child, I need to register, and I still need to name my child, sir."
She sobbed even harder.

Another woman from the crowd came forward and began begging on her knees as well. After her came another woman, and eventually a sizable about of players were on the ground.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding. We are not trying to hurt you or collect your debts. Let me remind you that we're here to give you a chance."

You climb down from your bed, landing softly on the hard ground.

"This is just a game." The masked man justifies.

"Killing everyone out there was a game to you, huh?" A man asks with a tremble in his voice.

"They were simply eliminated for breaking the rules of the game. If you just follow the rules, you can leave this place safely with the prize money we promised."

The crowd began to murmur. Many of them wanted to go home. As for you, well, you didn't really care.

You began to suddenly remember what happened before you woke up in this place.

You were escorted into an empty van, and told that you would be taken to the venue of the game. To you, this was completely normal, until some sort of gas was released, causing you to fall unconscious.

A gunshot breaks your thoughts.

"Consent form clause 2. A player who refuses to play will be eliminated." This statement from the man in pink spread panic on many faces.

"Consent clause 3." A man near you with the number 218 on his chest refuted. "If all the players agreed to stop playing, the games are allowed to end. Or am I wrong?"

The room was silent for a long moment.

"You are correct." Responded the masked man reluctantly.

"So let's vote on ending this. If the majority wishes to leave this place, then everyone gets to go home, right?" Player 218 asked.

"Alright, as you wish. We will take a vote to decide on the termination of the game."

These words caused everyone on the ground to stand up in relief.

"Before we vote, let me announce the prize money for the game as previously promised." The leader pulled out a remote and pressed a button.

The room went dark and a long, clear tube lowered from the ceiling above the pig.
Out of this tube, came out piles of cash.