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The sudden music teared Eden's ear drums as she awoke from her heavy sleep. A yawn escaping her mouth as she turned to her side and hugged the pillow under her. When the music continued, she opened one eye to see what everything was about, then founding herself in an unfamiliar bed.
"What the hell..." she muttered as she looked down to her clothes.
A green tracksuit that had a numbered plastered on it.
111.
She raised her eyebrows and looked around. There were a lot of people, that she couldn't deny, and all of them were wearing the same track suit she was wearing. It was like seeing herself.
She pushed herself out of the bed and headed downstairs to where everyone was going. The music stopped, causing everyone to look at each other.
Eden pursed her lips awkwardly as she smiled at the old lady who smiled at her.
They let old ladies play games?
She thought. Her thoughts being interrupted when someone on her right started to talk.
"I sense you're holding on to many things. You can't leave or stay. You can't fight it. It's your destiny." Eden turned around to see a woman talking to an older men, making her walk over to them. "You have souls hovering your head who are lingering in this world. You're not here of your own will. Those vengeful souls brought you. If we get out of her, let me perdon a ritual. I can get rid of all your bad karma—" she scolded, the man standing still with a blank stare.
"Go annoy someone else, lady." Eden told her.
Player 044 smirked at her and tilted her head, "It's alright, darling, I'll perform a ritual on you too, it seems like your destiny isn't a good one either." Then she walked away.
Eden furrowed her eyebrows and turned to the man, "ignore her, people who believe in that kind of stuff usually let it go over to their head." She gave him a nod. "She's crazy." She added.
The man nodded and gave her a soft smile when an alarm buzzed, catching their attention.
Eden then excused herself and walked over to the crowd, going throw the group of people to get to the front. She then stood next to number 333, who seemed to be checking his pockets.
All of a sudden, the alarm blared again and a group of pink-suited people emerged from the big door on the center. One stepped out in front of the others, making everyone pay attention. "I would like to extend a hearty welcome to all of you. Everyone here will participate in six different games over six days. Those who win all six games will receive a handsome cash prize."
"Excuse me," all of the heads in the room snapped to the person talking. "You said I'd be playing games, but you practically kidnapped me. So how can I believe that?" A woman interrupted.
