- Shaun
It's over, but it still burns.
When we leave, most of the bodies are burned or still scorching. Not-so-lucky for David, he was turned into stew - his glasses were not melted, for some reason.
There are only 12 people left after that - and the last game is coming.
For lunch we had tacos.
Conner didn't talk to me. Emilia didn't talk to me.
"Players, it is time to start the eighth and final game."
It's so quiet in the room.
But the screaming is still loud.
YOU ARE READING
The Adaptive Game
Misterio / SuspensoUEPS Fan Fiction. Death Game inspired from Squid Game. Went really well, I thank you for reading...
