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BREAK 'EM

"We should try breaking them... We don't know how to win this game. Its not a traditional traffic light game," I replied. "Who knows if touching them might make something happen instead."

Baekho nodded and as the lights turned green, everyone stopped moving to the best of their abilities. There were still some unlucky ones who fell to their own demise and ended up as piles of meat on the floor. I watched in horror as they just slid over the dead bodies, squishing and smearing their blood and guts all over. Flesh and bones filled the arena and painted it bloody and grotesque. We tried not to make a sound as they slid around us, shifting sensitively towards any form of movement.

Some brave or maybe just plain stupid person tried to yell and charge up to one of them, grabbing ahold of it but it spun around as if there was a pivot in his waist, slicing the person in half and his partner exploding to bits as the consequence.

I held in my cries of terror as the blood splashed against me, shutting my eyes as I felt the warm feeling slid down my face and arms. It was still rather difficult to believe that this was a game when people die so realistically rather than just disappear or something. I glanced up at the traffic light as it flicked back to red and all the statues ceased to move. There was almost a breath of relief emitted from everyone before people started moving just to be sure that it was in fact the game that I mentioned. Whilst the statue didn't move, some attempted to touch those nearby them but nothing happened.

"Touching them doesn't work," someone said aloud and a few started to panic since that had cut down our already limited actions.

"Hey, you," Baekho called out to the guy from earlier as we hurried to their side. "You said you had a plan earlier, care to share?"

"These things aren't sensitive to dead or non living objects unless they bump into it. The plan is to trip this stoneheads and see if that topples them," the guy replied.

"What do you mean not sensitive?" I questioned.

"Look at the way they move when they're active. They avoid us people if we are alive and not moving. They only cut down those that move but the moment they're dead, they just slide over them. They also bump into the chains of our cuffs before they move away," he explained and I found it quite fascinating that he could tell all these from just two rounds despite not moving much at all.

"So what's the plan?"

"It's risky and I only want you to take part in it if you're willing to risk your life for it."

"Well, how else will we win this? There's no time limit," I said. "And touching them doesn't work. We could wait out a few rounds and see if we win but-"

"But! Each countdown for the traffic light is shorter," he said, different from what I was going to say but it was startling that he even noticed that. "I counted the first and second one. Look. Its already yellow light."

"Shit. Does this mean we can't move at all if we wait out a few rounds?" Baekho hissed and the guy shrugged.

"That might be worst case scenario. So...?"

"We will do it. Right, Minhyun?"

"Ah... Yes. We have no choice. Being unable to move means an endurance test but until when... We wouldn't know either."

The guy nodded and held his hand out. "Cool. I'm Jonghyun. This is Ren."

Baekho shook his hand and the light turned green. We stopped moving and Jonghyun lowered his voice to a whisper.

"We have to trip them. We will be the bait. You two, work on tripping them," Jonghyun said much to his partner's look of terror. Baekho frowned and I knew what he was thinking almost instantly. I barely even knew the other but it was almost as if everything he did was linear.