Acer watched as Alabama entered his house, shaking. At least some of the players were not idiots, and soon they were going to realize that the more they resisted, the more people were going to die. She chuckled and turned her attention to Pennsylvania. The player seemed determined and lacked a thread of dignity. She watched as a man who appeared to be in his thirties navigated through the subway. He was a small, struggling lawyer, tall, with short dark hair and a medium build, who had been married for eight years. She remembered that he was playing for his daughter, who needed a cornea transplant in both eyes, or else she was going to live the rest of her life blind. Read more
Chapter 10
The silence dragged, some phones landed on the floor as some hands froze or became too sweaty, making it too slippery for them to hold phones. Acer gave them time to digest what they had just seen. She wanted them to become immersed in the horror they had willingly signed up for. She walked to her kitchen and began preparing herself dinner. Hiding on a secluded island resort, most rich people would be enjoying the scenery, jet skiing, or haunting, but the guests of the island were not into that. They called themselves pledgers, and they were busy applauding the horror they had just witnessed. Finally, they were getting the show they had paid for. They had put in a lot of money in order to acquire the resources that were required for the type of sick g
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