"There's a game that can grant you your wishes ...The most dangerous creation of any society is the man who has nothing to lose."
-Alice-
16-year-old Arisa has always been afraid of being different. After being betrayed and kicked from her school cl...
The corridor looks so cold and forbidden. I imagine this must be like how mental institutions are like, hiding the madness within...
Stepping through the door shivers shot up my spine as it suddenly closes with a loud bang. Startled by the sound, I turn around only to be alarmed!
Solid, dull metal stood where the door was once, with no handle, no lock or hinges ... We were trapped with no way out!
Reading my reaction, Kai pounders the door hard, "This ensures no competitors can escape." Lifting his fist, I see no damage to the wall of steel.
"Look around you, there is no room for error but not that we do so." Zen turns my way to smile, a gesture supposed to reassure me but it gives away the masked worry inside.
I breathe slowly, my eyes going to the walls, there are no windows. No place to hide, only rows of doors make out of different surfaces unlike the metal behind us and each had weirdly shaped doorknobs.
The light dims slightly and both of them straighten up, a tightness in the jaws and shoulders. The marble floor becomes a mirror... However what is reflected back isn't me but "her".
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She stares back at me, her confident green eyes smirking at me, miles away from how I feel. Horrified I turn to look at Zen and Kai but they are too busy being held captive by the 2 shapeless blobs of shadows that I see. Frowning, I am puzzled...Could it be ...Everyone can only see their reflection?
Returning my attention to her, I catch her digging her nails deep into her skin, slowly dragging her nail across, blood underneath the surface. Her other hand applies pressure to the wound and soon bright red oozes over her hand. Ripping the flesh further , blood soon gushes out at a steady pace, dripping onto the ground and forming a pool.
Seeing the blood pool on the floor, the only thing... I can think of is ...
"Is blood this red...?"
I should have felt sick but I am not, remembering fleeting...a feeling.
"The red queen domain is a small white door with a shiny metal knob.Look beyond the surface, it isn't always true.There will be a small slash on the knob and underneath is the true black." Blood sinking into the mirror, red words were popping up, "Don't be fooled, the silver is a cleverly disguised coat of paint."
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"Ring" "Ring"
"Recording and starting up system..."
"Welcome to the 49th Total Wars Games."
The lights brighten and the mirror disappears, replaced with an image of small white rabbit machine wearing a tuxedo. Charcoal eyes scan each of us, blue screens popping up with our biometrics, registering us onto a black screen which acted as their data-base. I could see thousands of names on the board, some had names crossed out with "deceased" on them.
