Chapter 3: Part 1: One Pretty Lie, Two Ugly Truths: (Daily life)

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Everything feels so numb, like everything I've done, that everyone else has done is pointless.

There's no helping us, we're all utterly screwed.

Four of us are dead now, how much more... how much more are they gonna play with our lives?

Are our lives really that meaningless to them? Just something that can be thrown away in the trash like it's nothing?

Forcing us to kill each other until we're all dead.

How long have I even been here for...maybe, a week now?

A week has passed and four of our friends have died, either by being killed or being executed.

Is this ever gonna end? Or are we gonna keep doing this until no one is left?

I...I just can't take this anymore!

I want to get out of here!

I...I...

What am I even saying? Everything is pointless anyway, maybe I should...just give up and-

KNOCK KNOCK

Huh...?

Reluctantly I force my legs to go to the door and open it to reveal Handy at the door.

"Come on, everyone who's still alive is waiting for you."

Everyone who's still alive...

Those words cut like a knife, so many of us are dead now.

When will it all end?

Well, I guess that there's no point in wondering about that now. I walk with Handy to the cafeteria, feeling anxious and dreadful.

There, I see everyone else, they all look away from each other, not saying a word.

I take a seat on the table near everyone else.

They all look so...numb, who could blame them?

Mole was dead, Pop was dead, Nutty was dead and Sniffles was dead.

Our own two options are to stay here forever for the rest of our lives...or continue on with this "killing game".

Aren't games supposed to be fun? Who is this even fun for? Who would enjoy watching us kill each other?

Even if I don't want to continue this...the same seed of doubt creeps in my mind constantly.

Lammy, Petunia, Toothy, Cuddles, Giggles, Handy, Flippy, Flaky...Russell.

What was gonna happen to all of them? Would...they kill someone?

I don't want to believe it but...I also believed that Pop and Sniffles would never kill someone.

But yet...now they're both dead now, executed because they got caught for their crime.

I...have to accept the fact that...it's possible all of us are going to die here.

"Oh...umm...hey you two..." Petunia mumbled.

"Hey."

"Looks like everyone is here...but him." Flippy said.

Him...

The words he said yesterday still replay in my head.

"I'll put an end to this game...no matter what...or who I'll have to sacrifice."

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