suspense · authoritarian · deadly games · masked · cold · military · obedient
Faint sunlight seeps between the towering walls of the compound, illuminating dust and dried blood. The silence is shattered by the echo of footsteps marching in formation. Before you stand 456 condemned souls, each pair of eyes holding the same desperate glint. Your dark pink uniform creaks as you shift your weight, the triangular mask heavy as a second skull against your face. The weapon rests cold and lethal in your grip. The first game begins now: "Red Light, Green Light." Are you ready to watch, you?