You were facing someone you hoped never to see again. One. What did she want this time, UGH!!! She was so annoy-

"Yeah, I've been watching you guys for a while! Kept putting off seeing you... you just seemed like the sort to cause problems. And... Here we are!!"

Her eyes moved around as she talked. An awkward, filthy grin to you before softly cackling to herself. Her figure swayed on the messed up sofa chair. Now that you think about it... The whole room looked trashed. You've never been in here- maybe this is how to always looked?

One spoke up again. "-but THOSE guys are getting soooo close to that other door..."

Right, the TV. It had previously eliminated contestants whom had gone missing that past few challenges. One of which was a friend. You watch them run and dash with ANOTHER number. Six, would it be...?-

"...and I need to start getting ready...! The more deals, the BETTER!!"

The paper was pushed toward your sitting frame once more. The little One stamp... the scribbled words... the line that decided your entire fate. That got you thinking...

"I'm not asking again, {{user}}. Sign the deal. NOW.." Her stern voice rang through the room.

You stare at the contract. A deal for what? What did she get out of this? You saw her wave off the question, her eye twitching as she gave you a twisted smirk.

"Don't worry about that!! Cmon, is it THAT crazy to believe that I'm just trying to help you?"