Day two | Chapter 01 : To Hope or to Despair |To Survive Daily Life
"Good Morning, everyone! It is now 7 AM and Night-Time is officially over! Let's give it our best to have fun today, alright!?"
Amber let out a sharp cry of surprise at the sudden booming voice, followed by a loud thud as she hit the floor in a tangle of blankets and limbs.
"Ow.." She groaned, sitting up on the floor. She looked around, taking in her surroundings.
Brown walls, metal plates...
Whatever hope that Amber had fallen asleep with was ripped apart as she recalled the previous day.
Being cut off from the outside world, trapped inside a Castle with 15 others,
MonoMachine's gleeful voice as he announced that they could only get out by killing someone..
Amber shook her head as if it would chase away the vicious thoughts that sprung to mind at the mention of murder. She would never do that, and no one else would either. She was sure of it.
Amber slowly untangled herself from the blanket before setting it back on the bed in a half-assed attempt to make it look the way it did the day she awoke in this despairing castle.
She stretched her arms over her head, yawning as the muscles popped and sent small jolts up her spine.
Amber walked over to the bathroom and went inside, finding a brush in the cabinet which she used to brush out her tangles of blonde hair.
When she was satisfied with the appearance, she went back into her room, only to see that a plastic box had been set down on the table and had a note taped onto it
Amber walked over to it, picking up the paper so she could read it.
Another gift from your lovely host, MonoMachine. They have delivered a sewing kit to all the girls and a tool kit to the boys. The sewing kits include a graph with all the human vital parts. One stab is all you need! Or a hard hit with a hammer! Don't think about it, just feel and let's have a killer time!
Amber stared at the box before a disgusted expression covered her face.
"No way in hell.." She shook her head and crumpled up the note, throwing it into the trash bin by her door before grabbing her key and unlocking the door.
The hallway of monochrome portraits greeted her. She turned and locked her door behind her before pocketing the key with her handbook and heading down the hall, past the door with the giant W engraved into it, and into the main hallway.
As she walked she tried to ignore the large metal plates bolted to the walls and the cameras that followed her every move.
Amber stepped into the Mess Hall, the doors closing with a soft click.
Someone had dragged two of the metal tables into the center of the hall, arranging the ends to meet and make the two tables appear to be one long one.
Seated at the table was around half of the other 15 people that Amber had been trapped with. Including Seto.
Everyone at the table was either having a conversation with someone or eating the large amount of food arranged on the table.
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