The Seven Sins Prison: I Survive by Keeping a Low Profile

When I signed the contract, all I noticed were the six words: “Bonuses have no upper limit.” Now I’m locked inside a nine-story cage. The other seven people all seem to be more disturbing than the last. One decided he was a god on the very first day. Another was so hungry he’d eat absolutely anything. One could only serve the most primitive desires of animals. No one told me why those bizarre English words were printed on our backs. No one told me why someone as ordinary as me was chosen. And no one told me just how dark human nature could be. I can’t do anything. I can’t scheme, fight, or use my body to find someone to protect me. I just want to know: “They’re all going crazy. What about me?”