[color=gray]"Seems to me that he's more cautious than most... [i]Six[/i]. In a sense, you could say this room is just one big coffin, too, if we lose the game."


[i]Six.[/i]

Her eyebrows flinched.

[color=905f5a]"Six?"[/color] She gulped, [color=905f5a]"I don't know when we decided to [i]label[/i] one another--"[/color] With a small tremble, she crossed her arms and gripped tightly to her sleeves. The young girl, though with a lowered and weakened stance, she flicked glances among the others. A glare and spark escaping her dark colored eyes. That number--[i]number six[/i]-- tasted like bile once it escaped her tight lips. A reminder to her that the people surrounding her(and her also) were like animals in cattle pens ready to be slaughtered. A tag to define who they were; and she didn't like that. [color=905f5a]"Somi. I'm Somi."[/color]

[i]These people are not to be trusted. [/i]

Suddenly a screeching noise erupted once more, the dumbwaiter showed itself--throwing up a piece of pliers and a new order. She watched as the scene played itself like a movie, the chosen two proceeded to do as ordered. Somi stared as the woman ripped a nail off before thrashing the pliers off to the other one.

Just then, the air grew thick and something felt wrong.

"The fastest way out would be to draw lots and just kill from there."

The word [i]kill[/i] seemed to have left the other person's mouth so easily, Somi wanted to throw up. Everything, every single order, had been brushed off by all the others as if this was something they'd do on a daily.

[i]These people are not to be trusted. [/i]

The two people, who she nicknamed greasy black hair and creepy blondie, bickered between each other. She understood by both point of views, but it was strange--[i]too strange[/i]. If there had been a king "watching" them, where were the cameras? They didn't all exactly search, instead all stood idly by, completing each order as if it was a sport. Plus, when she had read the rules--It was said to complete the orders under 3 hours, they all had time to sort each orders out. They all could've talked with one another and try to figure out a way out, what made them so certain we'd be punished from not completing the order? And if so, how would the king do so?

She sighed heavily under her breath, when would they be done with these orders? And what makes them think it wont be as worse as the others were? Somi bit onto her lip, sweating profoundly. The air was thick as it weighed down on her, for some reason Somi felt such an ominous aura escaping its way from the dumbwaiter's area. To take her mind off of it, her eyes went towards the writing on the wall--[i]Oh?[/i]

Her eyes opened wide and immediately, Somi spoke up.

[color=905f5a]"Wait! What if we don't do an order?"[/color] She pointed towards the rules, [color=905f5a]"It says we'll be punished if we don't complete an order. But how?"[/color] Somi continued, [color=905f5a]"The king would have to specifically come to us [i]personally[/i]."[/color] Hoping the others understood, she ended off her realization there--having a sudden thought that perhaps the king was listening. She just hoped the king would’ve been dumb enough to not understand.

And, once again, the screeching sound came once more. Somi feared the time she'll come to be used to the sound.

However, after her small analysis, Somi felt a little more brave. She took a big step and marched her way towards the dumbwaiter. An itching part inside her screamed and thrashed about, telling her to not do such a stupid thing--but Somi couldn't stop herself.

After what felt like years, she gulped tightly and arrived to her designated place. 

[color=905f5a]"Who even decided that the punishment would be worse--"[/color] She stared down at the metallic object, [color=905f5a]"What we're already doing is punishment enough."[/color]

Inhaling and exhaling softly, Somi reached down to grab the menacing card and her eyes traced along the words.

[i]Oh.[/i]

She kind of felt like laughing a little. 

King's Order
Player #3, rip out all of Player #4's eyelashes.
Player #6, consume the blood, tooth, nail, and lashes.

[I]Player #6, consume the blood, tooth, nail, and lashes.[/I]

[I]Player #6[/I]

Six. Six. Six. Six. Six. Why did that word have such an effect on the young girl. Such animosity came from within the teen, she couldn't stand the sound--she couldn't stand seeing the word. Her palm, that traced and scarred itself of the one number she quickly grew to despise, worked it's way to her mouth. Such nausea hit Somi like a truck, her skin growing paler and paler--

She turned to face the crowd, releasing her tight grip from her mouth, Somi held up the card for all to see. Her eyes focused on the bloodied tooth.

Now how was she going to consume [i]that[/i]. [/color]