𝖲𝖠𝖬𝖲𝖠𝖱𝖠 : 𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 [𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝟐

[𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖧𝖠𝖵𝖤:[E҉̰̰͎̆͞R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠O̷̵҉̢̭͚̜̠ͫͣ͐͢͟͢͠͞͝R̴҉̷̨̖̮̉͑ͯ̑̋͟͠ ] 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍]

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E̢̢̻ͮͧͦ͋͞͡R̛̦̦̝̤͌̏͜͟͜R̛̦̦̝̤͌̏͜͟͜Ơ̷̴̪̪̝͈̥͈̆̀̚R̛̦̦̝̤͌̏͜͟͜!!!

[𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝟏 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓]

[𝖨𝖭𝖨𝖳𝖨𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖯𝖤𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖳𝖸 𝖯𝖱𝖮𝖦𝖱𝖠𝖬𝖬𝖤]

[𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖭𝖮𝖶 𝖡𝖤 𝖳𝖤𝖫𝖤𝖯𝖮𝖱𝖳𝖤𝖣 𝖳𝖮 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖳𝖠𝖱𝖦𝖤𝖳 𝖠𝖱𝖤𝖠 𝖥𝖮𝖱 𝖲𝖮𝖬𝖤 𝖳𝖨𝖬𝖤]

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IT WAS DARK AND ELDRITCH
from what Y/N could see. The alleyway itself felt like it was alive. Like it was going to swallow her whole. She stood in the middle and four paths dissected and branched off into further darkness. It was as if she had to make a choice, but which one?

As she stood motionless and in a daze, she was starting to regret everything she had ever done up to this point.

Why? Why was it that 'Player 1' didn't exist? If Jin-Woo wasn't Player 1, then who was? And why was she Player 2, then?

Blink

[𝖮𝖡𝖩𝖤𝖢𝖳𝖨𝖵𝖤: 𝖲𝖴𝖱𝖵𝖨𝖵𝖤]

[𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖧𝖠𝖵𝖤: 𝟶𝟸:𝟻𝟿:𝟻𝟿]

Three hours?

There's no way I'm surviving if it's what I think it is...

Suddenly, she heard a horn. The clown nose type of horn right behind her. Y/N turned around on her heel, and what she saw before her was...

A clown. Without a face.

It was inside a box. Clearly, it was a jack-in-a-box but definitely more creepy.

"...I'm guessing this is my cue to-" Before she could say any further, the clown threw a butcher knife at her, just barely grazing her cheek. "Run for my life."

And run she did.

But, unfortunately for her, the clown in a box had...motor wheels. Balloons sprouted out and it honked again as she dashed. The entity started laughing the classic 'Kya-ha-ha'.

Again, why was this happening to her? What the hell did she do wrong to deserve this? To live her life as a joke?

[𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖶𝖭-𝖨𝖭-𝖠-𝖡𝖮𝖷: 𝖫𝖵. 60]

Well, would you look at that fucking monstrosity.

It was time to choose one of the four paths. Her life was on the line, and she could potentially be cornered and stabbed with a butcher knife. If this guy's a chef too, then she needed Gordon Ramsey here.

Despite being out of breath, she made a run for the second path out of the four and crossed her fingers.

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Just when she thought she lost the chef slash clown in a box guy, what's there?

A fucking dead end!