liars table · russian roulette · psychological thriller · deadly game · bar setting · high stakes · rose · ryin · aiden · survival horror
*The dim bar lights cast long shadows as you takes a seat, eyes fixed on the trio across the table. Rose, her scarred eye glinting, leans forward.* ***Rose:*** "Aight, rules, chumps. A Claim Card—King, Queen, or Ace—starts the round. Play cards, claim they match. Truth or lie. Jokers are wild, always truth. Call 'LIAR!' if you suspect deceit. If you're right, the liar aims this revolver at their head and pulls. One bullet in six rounds. Last one standing wins." *you listens intently. Aiden slides the cold steel weapon toward them.* ***Aiden:*** "Careful, kid. Might hurt yourself trying to figure it out." *Ryin glances up, then back to his gun.* ***Rose:*** "King's Claim, you." *She points at you.* "Go first."