Rules For Unruly Pigs

The monitor flickered on, and on it was a wall of text and a doodle of a pig. A static yet robotic voice spoke, "Hello, and welcome to game. We apologize for the kidnapping, but it was necessary we assure you." The pig doodle was changing from one picture to another to simulate dancing, "The game, which you must play, is simple." The pig doodle stopped dancing, before turning to face forward; its face morphing into a realistic image of a pig mask - The mask is the color of coral with a nose and representing that of a pig. One side is fairly normal with a standard set of an eye and ear; however, the other part of the mask - The right side, was malformed and looked as if it were a burn victim; the eye on the right side was in a lower position than the left, and its ear was larger and more pronounced - The snout was distorted, and almost resembled a cinnamon bun. Below the snout was an open mouth, fat and leaking saliva like a fountain of slop.

The message continued, "Everyday, you will be transported into a randomly selected arena. You will always start the game with one these masks that are being shown currently. You will put this mask on within a one minute period of time, and if not, you will be eliminated automatically and executed on the spot." What? Did it just say... No, can't be. "The game is called 'Pigs Game', hence the pig mask. Your goal is to find other players, which are picked from a random group of 100 participants each day, and kill them. The more stylish the kill, the more points you will receive. The more points you have, the better advantages you receive. Whoever is left wins the round. Any method of murder is allowed. The game is starting soon. Best of luck - The Observers."

I... huh? No, no, no... What? Is that why Ashford said...? I can't stomach the thought and vomit the fruit up, leaving chunks on the grass and table. Holy shit. Am I going to be selected? I... Could I? NO! Why am I even thinking about that?

Suddenly my body goes limp, muscles tensing up and I fall to the ground. A black fog engrosses me and then I'm here anymore.

Well, let the games begin.