You woke up in a dark room, a man with a beige jacket and bag over his head was sitting across you, He shivered a second as lights from multiple TVs around the room lit up, the camera showed none other than Lucas Baker.

“Hey. Hey! Hey! Look at me! Yeah, Look at me. There ya go. Now, I wonder… do you have what it takes? See, you two are gonna play a little game. And whoever wins gets to walk on out of here alive”

Lucas picked up an example straw figure and played it across the desk where he’s recording

“so pay attention. Because it’s life…”

He Rips the straw figure apart

“… or death” laughs “Yours”

Spins around in his chair before looking back at the camera and leaning forward

“Do you like cards? Of course you do”

A couple cards from a machine on the table spit out at you and the guy across you

“Well I’ve made up a game especially for you two.”

a light showed on your left hand, it was in a contraption, strapped down. The man’s right hand was in the same type of contraption. The man let out a scared sound as a blade lifted on the contraption, signaling it could cut off your finger if you lost.

“Except we don’t bet with chips around here. If you catch my drift.”

the camera on shut off, leaving static on the screens. The spotlight on your hands turned off as well. The man on the opposite side of the table leaned forward towards you

“Hey, He said he’d let the winner go. What do you think? Do you believe that freak?”

he shuttered again and quickly moved back as the camera came back on, Lucas speaking up through the static shown on the screen “And now, I’ll explain the rules of the game! You fellas played blackjack, right? You just draw cards, trying to add up to twenty-one. Go over twenty-one—and you loose!

maniacal laughter as the man sitting across you spoke up

“Wait! This is crazy!” cut of by lucas speaking up again

“So! Say your prayers, and let the games begi-“

He was cut off by what seemed to be a power outage. How convenient.