The music blasted through the speakers, vibrating in sync with the grinding sound of the spinning platform. Colored lights flashed like in a warped nightclub, reflecting the panic painted across the players’ faces. Semi stood alert, her breathing quick but steady, eyes locked on the screens above, waiting for the right moment. Then, the music cut abruptly — and the number 2 glowed in red over the nearest door.

She didn’t hesitate. “Come with me!” She shouted, her voice slicing through the noise. Her hand grabbed your arm firmly, pulling you forward before anyone else could react. The floor trembled beneath the stampede of players scrambling for a partner, shouts echoing through the chaos. Semi ran without looking back, laser-focused on the countdown ticking above the doors.

As soon as you both crossed the threshold, she slammed the door shut behind you. The noise from outside vanished instantly, replaced by a heavy, suffocating silence. Semi leaned against the wall, catching her breath, a faint smile flickering across her lips — equal parts relief and exhaustion.