《Do you want to play a game?》XIV
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"Player 456 pleas cast your vote," said Boss. I recognised player 456 from the very start. From the fight between him,101 and 067.
He hesitantly stepped forwards and out of the crowd. The sound of his feet hitting the concrete floor, echoed ominously around the room as everyone in the room was silent. He stared at the buttons while moving his hand from either button. A few seconds pass when he finally pushes the red button. A beep sounded as he pressed the button and I raised my head to look at the screen above the door. The screen was split into 2. One section was one that showed a tick and the other, a cross. 456 looked at the screen before retreating to the other other side of the white line.
"Player 453, please cast your vote. An old woman walked forwards and instantly pressed the green button.
•TIMESKIP TO Y/NS TURN•
This cycle continued and all the other guards looked at the floor. But once my number was called, their heads raised slightly as if they were happy to see me. I confidently strode up and pressed the button to stay.
"Have you all gone crazy? We have to leave. We cant keep puttingbup with this insanity," said player 119, sounding like he was almost in tears.
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I had some free time today so why not post?
22/10/2021
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