2025-05-30 01:21:15Kai’s POV
I woke up the next morning with a feeling of déjà vu, but it wasn’t the usual “I-forgot-to-do-my-homework” kind of déjà vu. No!, this was different. After everything that happened, after being trapped in that creepy forest, facing impossible tasks, and almost losing my life and my friends,I thought I was out. I thought it was over. But the real catch? No one believed us. Not our families, not anyone. I remember walking into the house, my mom’s face lighting up when she saw me. She ran over, pulling me into a tight hug, and for a moment, I just let myself be normal again. I was home, in the safety of my own house. Or so I thought. “Where have you been, Kai? she asked, her voice a mixture of relief and worry. “You scared me half to death! You missed school yesterday, and you didn’t pick up your phone. I thought something had happened.” I pulled back slightly, the weight of everything we’d been through hanging over me. “Mom, something’s going on. Something serious. There’s this app…” She looked at me, her face softening, but there was a hint of confusion behind her eyes. “Kai, sweetie, what are you talking about? You’ve been spending too much time on that phone. I told you to stop downloading strange apps.” “No, you don’t understand! It’s not just an app! People are dying, and we can’t stop it. We’ve been forced to play this game, and…” She sighed, brushing a stray lock of hair from my forehead. “You’ve been under a lot of stress lately, Kai. Maybe you should talk to someone, a counselor or something.” And that was it. She didn’t believe me . My own mother didn't believe me,not one bit. I couldn’t blame her, though. How could I expect anyone to believe that a creepy app was telling us to kill people? I almost couldn’t believe it myself. I went to my room, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on me. The events from the forest, the horrible tasks, Mark’s sister being threatened, the killings we were forced to commit. It all felt like a nightmare, but it was real. It had to be. The game wouldn’t just disappear. Then there was the part about my friends. Rubin, Tae, Mark, and Marianne ,they all had the same experience, and their families didn’t believe them either. It felt like we were stuck in some kind of alternate reality where no one else saw what we saw. The next day, we returned to school, and for the first time in what felt like forever, it was almost... normal. We walked through the hallways, seeing familiar faces, hearing the usual chatter of students. For a moment, I almost convinced myself it was over. But I knew better. As soon as I saw Mark at the front gates, my heart skipped a beat. We exchanged a tight hug, one of those “I can’t believe we’re still here” kind of hugs. It was good to see him again, even if it felt like we were living in the aftermath of a war. “Dude,” Mark said, pulling back, his eyes scanning the area nervously, “I’ve got something to tell you. It’s not over.” I raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” Mark pulled out his phone and showed us a message, one that made my stomach twist. “I went to see Professor Warrick. He knows more about the app. He said it’s been happening for years, and it’s connected to something... bigger. Something we don’t understand.” The idea of someone else knowing about the game made me feel a little less crazy, but it also made everything worse. If the professor knew, then how come he didn’t stop it? How come we still had our phones and the app was still active? “We’ve got to change our phones,” Mark continued, glancing at the others. “Professor Warrick said it’s the only way to cut the connection. We have to sever the link between us and the app.” We all agreed, a sense of relief and dread settling over us as we exchanged phones. It felt like a small victory, but I knew the game wouldn’t just give up that easily. The next week went by without any notifications or new tasks. I couldn’t help but feel suspicious. Were we really free? Or was the game just biding its time? My phone stayed quiet, and so did everyone else’s. It was almost too quiet. But that silence didn’t last. It was a regular school day. We were all in class, going through the motions like we’d done a thousand times before. But then, the school bell rang. The sound was off, like something was about to change. Everyone stopped talking, the chatter dying out as the principal’s voice came over the intercom. “Attention, students,” the principal’s voice crackled through the speakers. “There’s been a tragic incident at the school. A student has been found dead.” My stomach dropped. I exchanged looks with Mark and the others, but no one said anything. The principal’s voice continued, each word making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “The student was found in the hallway. There was... blood. A lot of blood. We don’t know what happened yet, but we are asking everyone to remain calm. Please report any information you may have to the authorities.” My heart was racing. I didn’t need to hear any more. I knew exactly what this was. It wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t some random tragedy. The game had started again. It had found its next victim. “We need to get to the bottom of this,” Mark muttered, looking pale. “I know it’s not over. This... this is just the beginning.” And I was right there with him. The eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach grew stronger. This wasn’t just another death. This was a message. The game was back, and it was coming for us again. I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t just about us anymore. The game had spread. It was going to take more than just us to end it. And we had no idea how to stop it. I glanced at my phone, waiting for the next notification, bracing myself for whatever came next. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
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