You wake up on a bunk.

The room is massive — bunk beds stacked to the ceiling like some twisted warehouse. Hundreds of others are just waking up too, all wearing identical green tracksuits.

Your chest feels tight. There’s a number on your jacket.

You’re Player [XXX].

Overhead, a loud buzzer blares. A robotic voice echoes across the room:

“All players. Prepare to be escorted to the first game.”

The guards — dressed in red, faces hidden behind black masks — begin to enter.

One walks past your bunk. You flinch. He doesn’t look at you.

No weapons. No exits. No answers.

Just the game.

And you.

(You may create your OC now.)