10 dying friends

Day 1 (part three)

It was 12.00, which means all of us are in the cafeteria having lunch. Me and Birb sit together. I noticed everyone is splitted into groups. 

Vaz, Loki, Foxxie and Photon are together talking. I don't like Vaz, she is a butthole. Photon is really nice and friendly and Loki is mostly quiet. I heard her say once "social anxious", so I think I know why she is quiet. Foxxie is an extrovert and is just a happy vibe in the room. 

Bey and Ghost are together a lot, they are just quitly talking to each other. Sometimes just sitting there examening the only plant in the building. I found it funny. They have both a just Chaotic Good Vibe on them.

Waffle and Bagle are just sitting together. They don't really talk, they lean in on Loki's, Foxxie's, Vaz's and Photons conversation.  ( how do you use the 's help i cant english)

Me and Birb decide without talking to join the conversation too. It's about what will happen around 14.00. "I'm scared to be honest, I have no idea what will happen." Photon grumbled. Vaz crosses her arms. "Well, he said you need to play the game, so I have a feeling that we literally are going to play a game for our safety." she mentions. 

I notice Loki isn't joining the conversation but looking at a sort of book. Book? I haven't seen a library here. "Loki, what is that?" Loki literally jumps up when I ask that. Her black bandana falls of her eyes and she quickly grabs it before anyone can see her eyes. Vaz, who is sitting next to her helps her standing up. "Thank you," Loki says smiling. She turns to me. "It's something I found in my locker," I see Birb next to me tilting her head. "How did you open the locker?" Loki shuffles a bit. "I just tried a random code and it worked." The whole group is frowning at that. Loki smiles a bit uncomfortable. Photon taps his chin. "What is it?" Loki opens the book for a second and turns to him. "My old passport." 

Bey and Ghost break up their conversation at that. "A passport?" they say in sync. Loki nods. "I thought it wasn't me, but my name; Loki Buttermilk stands here." She turns the passport and shows it to us. It was Loki, but without the blindfold. She had mascara on her lashes, red lipstick and foundation. Loki had two front plucks and the rest in a ponytail. The rubber band was a bow. Everyone looks at the picture and then at Loki. Some laugh confused. "Does there stand more?" Vaz asks after a few second. Loki nods. "My nationality," Birb tilts her head again. 

Loki laughs. "I already noticed that in my head, I used a different language to think. I didn't use english as the rest of you. So when I found my passport it just clicked." She pauses for a second. "I'm dutch," she simply says. I raise my eyebrows. "Is there anymore information then that?" Loki nods. "I went to Indonesia apperently and to Peru, Oh, I was born on the 15th of August in  2005." Loki begins to frown. "I can't remember how old I am though." 

There are a few seconds in silence. Bey shuffles a bit before talking. "So Loki, about,-"
Bey get's cutted off by an enormous loud alarm. 

"O fuck," I say before we all walk to the plaza.

We all stand there. Scared, anxious and petrified. I hold Birb's hand. Her hand is shaky and sweaty but I ignore that. I feel myself calming down and relaxing a bit at the feeling of her hand in mine. I look to her. I see one quiet tear falling off her cheek. I sigh and look at the giant door thats slowly opening. The room is just one big blue light.
We all look at each other, then nod to each other and walk into the room. The game room.

We get welcomed by a young man. He has black curly hair and a suit. He greets us energetic. "Welcome to parkour warrior!" He boomed through the room. We all stand there just confused. We expected some kind of SAW stuff but it looks a game show. The man looks kinda dissapointed in our reactions.
"Uhm, Let's start!" He says a bit confused. In my eyecorner I see a big camera. There are all sort of lights and audio recording stuff. I laugh confused.
The man gestures that we need to sit on a kind of stair with seats. We all follow the instructions and go sit. The man turns to the camera and grabs a microphone.