T W E N T Y - F I R S T

Ten minutes into the game, the Luvox crew stuck together as they walk. Slowly approaching each and every corner turn of the dim lighted place.

The game will last for two hours. If they didn’t fulfil the mechanics of the last crew standing, all players present and breathing will be killed.

Not long until they all heard gunshots not far from where they’re standing.

“Everybody stay together,” Luvox guarded his crew by stretching his arms, pulling them behind him.

“Looks like were not the only ones who wants to get this done fast,” Vaughn scoffs.

“Let’s all stick together,” Covu states as they continue to walk once the gunshots stopped and the place calmed down a bit.

After a few walks and turns, making sure there isn’t anyone, the crew came up to an abandoned carousel. Each of them spread out for the look out in every direction.

“There’s a medic kit inside this hatch,” Lila informs the crew.