𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐄⸻ ❝two birds on a wire, one says, c'mon and the other says, I'm 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝❞
╰┈➤ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 a girl who is close to being homeless gets a card with a triangle, circle, and a square, which led her to game of no mercy towards p...
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SOME OF THEMLOOKED AT the other players with amazement, not knowing what had actually happened, but something had definitely changed. Faces that were previously unfamiliar were now clearly recognizable. Those who remained could feel the presence of those who had returned to the game after the vote.
The silence that fell in the room was full of disbelief. They saw that some players who had been certain of their defeat just a moment ago were now standing next to them. They had returned. No one knew why they had returned or how it had happened, but they were there. The faces of those players who had been eliminated suddenly appeared in the same room where the brutal game was taking place.
Their eyes were full of concern, but they had no time to ponder. The players looked at each other, at their former comrades who had returned, as if each of them felt a growing pressure inside them.
This question resounded in the space, echoing off the empty walls. Players looked at each other uncertainly, trying to understand what this comeback meant now – and what it would change in this brutal game, whose rules, as it turned out, were not what everyone thought.
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I stood in the hallway, waiting for the players to disperse. I spotted her—212. She didn't seem worried, she just walked forward with a purpose. I looked at her, trying to keep my distance.
"Where are you going?" I asked, trying to maintain control of the situation.
"To the bathroom," she answered curtly, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
I knew there was no room for "normal" in this game. Players weren't allowed to walk around freely, especially not now, when the tension in the air was rising. She was determined.
"You can't go to the bathroom now," I said, adopting a tone that was supposed to restore order. "The rules are clear. You have to wait."
But instead of calming down, 212 glared at me, her eyes flashing with frustration. "Stop making a drama out of this!" she screamed. "I'm not going to wait, there's no point! I just want to go to the bathroom, it's nothing!"
Her words were full of anger, but also desperation. This was no longer the same person I saw at the beginning of the game. She was transforming into someone who had had enough. And at that moment I began to wonder if she wasn't starting to lose control.
"You know what the rules are. And you have to follow them," I replied with more confidence in my voice, trying to keep her attention. But it didn't seem to help. 212 stood right in front of me, looking me straight in the eyes, as if she just wanted to get through to me.
"I want to go now! Do you understand? Something's going to happen to me if I don't move!" she added, her voice sounding like a threat.
67 approached us, looked at me with a cold gaze and said shortly:
