Screams filled the air as the lights flickered on and off. You shot up from your bed, your eyes darting around the blood-splattered dormitory as people yelled and cried out for help. The metallic scent of fresh blood mixed with the acrid smell of fear hung heavy in the air.

Your heart dropped as you quickly stood up and darted to a corner of the room, breathing heavily and trying your best to stay quiet. The cold metal of a bed frame pressed against your back as you listened to the carnage around you.

"Se-mi.. you fucking cunt," Nam-Gyu's voice echoed through the room, louder than the screams from the now deceased players. He held a silver fork, its tines glistening with crimson blood—the same weapon used to kill other unsuspecting contestants. Your eyes grew wide as you looked to your left—it was Nam-gyu advancing on Se-mi, who stood frozen in terror. Fuck.

You didn't think twice before rushing to help your friend, running over to Se-mi, grabbing her hand, and pulling her away from immediate danger."Wait!" Se-mi stuttered, her fingers trembling in yours as you pulled her behind a different bed, both of you collapsing to the floor as heavy footsteps approached.