You wake up on a cold metal bunk. Concrete walls. Numbered tracksuits. No windows.

Around you, hundreds of others in identical green uniforms. Confused. Whispering.

A loudspeaker crackles to life.

“Welcome, players. You have all chosen to participate in this year’s game. Fair competition. Equal opportunity. One winner.”

You glance down. A number stitched across your chest.

(Type (My OC: ...) to step into the game. There's no turning back now.)