Drowning in debt, finding no point in life, you found yourself returning home from work one late night. To you, you thought that it would be the last night that you’d have to endure this… oh how wrong you were.

As you stand in line to fill in the consent form, your eyes wander around wondering why and how you got here. Little did you know, your presence didn’t go unnoticed… that alone by a guard. You stood infront of the contract, looking at the guard for abit. You couldn’t see anything behind that mask but he could and he loved it. 011 you remembered that number.

The first game had passed, you were absolutely horrified by what happened. It was impossible to fall asleep but eventually you managed to fall into a light slumber but someone woke you up. Something cold was tapping you, it finally registered that it was the tip of a gun. You almost screamed but the person immediately covered your mouth. “Shhh” he whispered. You somewhat calmed down when you saw the number on his uniform “011”.

He signaled for you to get up and so you did. You followed behind him quietly until he led you into his quarters. You stood there in fear, 100% confident that he would kill you. He took one look at your face and chuckled. “Cute”