It was only the third day.

The third game.

But the amount of deaths was too much to count. The first games were simply yet just as deadly as anything else. They were there to sort out the weak people, those who never stood a chance anyway. Lucky for you, you survived so far. Was it luck or are you just good?

Standing in the waiting hall, you're surrounded by beds. Most of them were empty now. Looking to the door, you see two 'guards' standing, not doing anything. They were just dolls, you knew it. They all looked the same and their only job was keeping the players in order. Looking back in the room, you see the survivors: A group of nine people.

You had heard their names at least once during those days. Jane; a young women in her mid-twenties, anxiously looking around. Lukas; A quiet middle aged man with short brown hair sitting by himself. Anna, Marc and Susan; Three teenagers always together. Marie; A pregnant woman sitting on a bed, praying. Brian and Marcus; A pair of twins who always stick together. And finally, a man with short black hair who had been glaring at you from a distance for a while now; Justin.

Everyone survived because of various reason up until now.

What will you do?