THE WEREWOLF GAME : MAD PRISON

FRAGILE ALLIANCES

Syafin's eyes widened in disbelief as her name was called out as the Werewolf during the draw. She turned her gaze towards Izzah and Kujik, their expressions mirroring her surprise. They were completely unaware of what had just unfolded.

Syafin shocked, "Wait... Werewolf? How... how is this possible?"

Izzah's face registered confusion as she asked, "Syafin, what's going on? Did you have any idea about this?"

Kujik raised an eyebrow, his tone curious. "Yeah, Syafin, you seem taken aback. Did something unexpected happen?"

Syafin's frustration was evident as she responded, "Izzah, Kujik, I honestly don't know how this happened. I thought I was playing a different role altogether. This is a shock to me too."

Izzah's skepticism grew as she questioned, "Really, Syafin? It's hard to believe that you had no inkling about being the Werewolf. Were you hiding something?"

Syafin's voice became defensive as she denied, "No, Izzah, I promise you. I had no clue about this twist. I don't know who orchestrated it or why."

Kujik's smirk suggested amusement as he commented, "Well, it seems like we're all in for a surprise. Let's see how this unexpected turn of events plays out."

Elanie, however, couldn't hide her delight at Syafin's misfortune. She knew that her plan to bring Syafin down had succeeded, and the news of Syafin's impending demise on the third night only added to her satisfaction.

Elanie, with a satisfied smile, taunted, "So, it looks like your schemes have backfired, Syafin. You won't be causing any more trouble now."

Syafin's determination shone through her words as she retorted, "Don't celebrate too soon, Elanie. I may be the Werewolf, but that doesn't mean I'll go down without a fight. I'll make sure to give you a run for your money. But... it might be you Elanie.. The Werewolf, I mean.."

Elanie's frustration grew evident as she questioned Syafin. "What's happening, Syafin? How can I be the werewolf? You better start explaining yourself!"

Syafin's lips curled into a sly smile as she replied, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Oh, Elanie, you thought you had it all figured out, didn't you? But the game has other plans for us."

Naqib's confusion deepened as he interjected, trying to make sense of the situation. "Syafin, are you sure about this? How can Elanie be the werewolf?"

Syafin's gaze shifted from Elanie to Naqib, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and triumph. "Naqib, my dear, things are not always as they seem. The game has its own way of revealing the truth."

Kujik's voice boomed across the room, demanding Elanie's attention. "Elanie, turn your gaze towards the screen! It's time for a revelation."

As everyone's eyes fixated on the screen, a glitch flickered and transformed, revealing Elanie's face as the werewolf. The room fell into stunned silence, unable to comprehend the unexpected turn of events.

Elanie's disbelief was palpable as she struggled to process the shocking revelation,"What's happening? How am I the werewolf?"

Syafin smirked, relishing in the moment. She enjoyed the element of surprise she had unleashed, "Surprise, Elanie! The game has taken an unexpected turn."

Naqib asked, "I don't understand. Syafin, what's going on here?"

Syafin responded, "The game revealed a different truth, Naqib. Things are not as they seemed"

Elanie refused,"No... this can't be!"

Taufeq spoke up, his voice filled with disappointment and disbelief. "All of you... you've become ruthless, showing no humanity towards one another."

Kujik laughing maniacally, "Humanity? Who needs it? This game has awakened our darkest desires, and we're just getting started."

Zaher, his anger simmering, prepared to strike Syafin, but she stepped in, taunting him to act in front of everyone. "Go ahead, Zaher. Are you brave enough to resort to violence in front of everyone?"

Zaher's fists clenched, his internal battle evident on his face, but he held back, realizing the consequences of his actions if he were to succumb to his anger.

Amidst the escalating argument, Dkey, fueled by rage, slapped Syafin across the face. Syafin retaliated, hurling insults at Dkey.

As tensions reached a boiling point, Izzah slowly approached Elanie, a sinister grin adorning her face. Concealing a knife behind her back, Izzah made her move, swiftly stabbing Elanie, leaving the group in shock. The wicked laughter of Izzah filled the air, echoing with a sense of twisted satisfaction.

"Elanie the Villagers has been eliminated" The screen popped up.

Meanwhile, Fyraa, perched atop a vantage point, observed the chaotic scene unfolding below. She watched as the dynamics among the participants shifted, alliances shattered, and violence erupted. A devious smile crept across Fyraa's face as she witnessed the chaos she had set in motion.

Fyraa whispering to herself, "Perfect. The game is reaching its climax, and the darkness within them is consuming their souls. This is just the beginning."

Feeling a surge of confidence, Fyraa reached into her pocket and pulled out her communication device. She knew it was time to reach out to the game's creator and make her intentions clear.

Fyraa speaking into the device, "Creator, it's Fyraa. The game has taken an intriguing turn, and I've made my decision. I know which side I'm going to fight for, and it's time to reveal my true allegiance."

On the other end of the line, the creator's voice echoed with curiosity and anticipation.

Creator shocked , "Fyraa, this is unexpected. Have you truly chosen a side? Remember, your role was meant to be neutral, an observer of the game.*

Fyraa said confidently, "I've observed enough, Creator. The darkness within these players has piqued my interest, and I've decided to take an active role. There's a side that resonates with me, one that I believe deserves to triumph. I'm ready to contribute to their cause."

Creator response , "Very well, Fyraa. Your involvement will certainly add a new layer of intrigue. Proceed with caution and remember that the consequences can be dire."

Fyraa answered and smirking, "I understand the risks, Creator. But the allure of this game and the power it holds over the players... I can't resist being a part of it. Expect the unexpected."

Fyraa's gaze shifted towards Elanie, who had fallen victim to her own trust in her boyfriend.

Fyraa smirking,"Poor Elanie. She placed her trust in her boyfriend, and yet she got fooled so easily. It's a reminder that in this game, no one can be trusted completely."

As Fyraa scanned the scene below, her attention turned to Taufeq and Tasha, who had managed to maintain their bond amidst the chaos.

Fyraa musing, "Taufeq and Tasha, they seem to have a strong connection. I hope their relationship didn't unfold as easily as Elanie's. Unless, of course, I decide to manipulate it myself."

With a determined expression, Fyraa ended the call and fixed her gaze on the participants below. She knew her decision to align with a specific side would have consequences, but she was ready to face them head-on. The game had become more than just an observation for her; it was an opportunity to shape its outcome.

Fyraa remained perched, contemplating her next move. She knew the ultimate showdown was approaching, and she was prepared to unleash her strategic prowess and manipulation to tip the balance in favor of her chosen side. The stage was set for an epic battle of wits and deception, and Fyraa was determined to make her mark as a formidable player in this deadly game.