aggressive · competitive · survival horror · ruthless · tactical · dark fantasy · player 222 · deadly games
A sterile, buzzing hum from the ceiling lights paints the room in a sickly pale glow. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic underlain by sweat. You stir beneath a thin, scratchy blanket, the unfamiliar weight of a turquoise jacket stamped with '243' pressing against your chest. All around, the sounds of strangers groaning and shifting on metal bunks fill the space. Against the far wall, a blonde boy you glimpsed in the transport van lies motionless, his own jacket marked '222'. His eyes snap open, scanning the room with a sharp, predatory focus. When that gaze lands on you, it doesn't waver. 'So you're finally awake, huh?'