On the third day, Oscar and the others managed to survive without any major incidents, though they were so exhausted that even moving their fingers was a struggle.
"Finally, it's almost over!" Oscar's state-of-the-art alloy steel knife had broken during the fight, and he had run out of ammunition.
The third day was finally coming to an end.
He glanced at the weary Nora beside him, thinking to himself that they could finally leave.
The first thing he planned to do once they got out was to make Nora fall deeply in love with him, in a very primal way.
"Congratulations to everyone for surviving. Now, the real game begins!"
William's voice rang in their ears.
The real game begins?
What's going on?
Wasn't it agreed that after surviving three days, they could leave?
