The Loop

I've been in this room for around ten days.

Hunger and thirst have made me suffer terribly.

But it still won't end.

Now I'm the only one left alive in the entire room. The immense mental pressure is crushing me, making it hard to breathe. It feels as if a string has formed inside me. If it snaps, I won't be able to hold on either.

This is a game, a never-ending game. It toys with everyone's life, forcing them to struggle to escape under the pressure of death.

The only thing I know is that it's putting on this show for someone, or perhaps a group of people.

Our struggle against death is their wager.

Who will survive?

No one knows.

But now,

the game begins.

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