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" Three, two, one! Fight! "

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"And to think that I'm gonna be separated earlier! What a relief!" (Y/n) spoke. On her face a smile shone brightly. She had lowered her guard once more. The girl was feeling less tense now. The (H/C) haired female looked at her friends before she shifts to look at her surroundings. There appears to be no exit to the room. No doors, no windows, nothing! Every wall was blank, except one of them had a tv on it. Leorio was the first to take a closer look at it. The other four followed him.

"So...what is this?" Leorio asked himself, but it was loud enough for the others to hear. He got close enough that he could finally read what was being displayed on the screen. His sunglasses also served as reading glasses. He just needed them because sometimes he couldn't read the tiny prints on his papers. It also looked stylish on him too. Humming softly, the premed read the text on the screen.

"In order to proceed, there must be 5 of you and you all must wear the watches on your wrists. When all of the watches have been worn, the travel down will start. A path opens based on majority rule." The tallest male read it out loud. "Huh? Well." Leorio turned around and counted the number of people in the room. There were 5 people in the room. He just had to make sure because sometimes someone might have been nabbed while he was looking away. The male let out a hum before he turns again, his hand grabbing one of the watches that was put on display. "Well, we gotta get a watch, guys."

"Right." Kurapika nodded. The blonde was the next one to get the device, followed by Killua, Gon, and finally (Y/n). The girl noticed a ticking noise coming from it. As soon as she snapped it on, a timer has popped up, which continued to count down as time passed by.

"Oh..there's a timer to these things. And it looks like we have 71 hours to go down this tower." (Y/n) spoke. The female took a closer look at it, trying to understand it. It just looked like a regular watch except it had special buttons that would make them move forward in some rooms.

Off to the side of the room, an entrance started to appear on one of the walls. The stone slab was pulled up to reveal a dark hallway that everyone had to get in to. Like a trail of ducklings, the group of five teens followed each other down the corridor that lit up as they progressed.

They had been walking for a while. They stopped on a room earlier, which led them to this room. The past area they were at before had a door, which they all agreed to open it. The group was in a new place now, and this one was way different than the last one. There were two pathways that they could choose. A hum leaves the girl as she looked at the sign in the middle of the room.

"Which way will you choose? Circle goes to the right, X goes to the left." (Y/n) read out loud. She looked down at her watch, deciding which way to go. The right path seem good to her though she would have to think about it for a moment.

Even if she hoped for the slightest bit of communication among her friends, she didn't see anyone look at each other. A hum comes from her as she looked at the sign again, focusing her attention there. Well...it looked like it was every man for themselves. If no one wanted to talk then...no one's gonna talk.

(Y/n) went by her instincts and finally deciding to press the circle option on her watch. Everyone else had done the same, probably earlier than her. She was most likely the last person to press on anything. There was rumbling heard in the room, rumbling to the right side of her. So..the right path was opened huh? A hum leaves her as she looked at her friends. Leorio seemed to be glaring at everyone. He was irritated that no one wanted to pick the left path. Everyone seemed to go to the right.

"Did anyone else pick the left path?! Like come on that's clearly the reasonable way to go! Don't you all know how mazes work?" Leorio fumed. The oldest male let out a loud sigh as he looked at his companions. Everyone was staring at him. Most were indifferent, one seemed sorry almost.

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