[selected games]
1- The murderer's turn
2- the eldest child's doll
3- the trap smiled]
Each game was described and sent to our watch
[THE VOTES ARE IN, THE VIEWERS HAVE DECIDED ON THE THEME, OUT OF 100%, 80% WENT BACK TO "THE MURDERER'S TURN"]
as soon as the results are announced
The circle was already drawn when the scenery was set.
Twelve white silhouettes are drawn on the ground. Twelve equidistant spaces. A smooth, clean, black surface for a game that promised bloodshed.
In the center… a knife.
Planted straight in the ground. The black blade, thin, motionless. It reflected nothing. Not even light.
No one was speaking.
[SELECTION COMPLETED]
[PLAYERS INVOLVED: 12]
[MANDATORY LAPS: 5 or more]
The doll did not appear. Nor did the turtle.
This time, the voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
Then a small mime, black and white, appeared suspended in the air; she had no mouth but a sad expression and a hat that made me sad for her; she was a bit like a mime dressed as a clown.
[THE RITUAL IS SIMPLE.]
Her voice trembling
The game is very simple. We have a circle of 12 people. In the center is the murderer, the 13th person. They spin the knife in the center of the group. The person indicated by the tip of the knife will be pursued by the murderer, who must kill them to become one of the 12. You have this obstacle course to navigate. If the murderer fails to kill their victim before they return to their place, they lose and return to the circle to spin the knife again. They only have three chances: they are executed and replaced by the least wealthy person in the circle, and a player from outside the circle enters the game. Also, each time they fail to kill the victim, the victim wins a minimum of 6 million coins, a very tempting sum. Now, if the murderer manages to kill their victim and take their place, they win, inherit both the fortune and the debt of their victim, and can no longer be a murderer. Even if they are selected during the selection process, they can no longer become a murderer, but they can become a victim. You have no choice but to pass. ]
The knife vibrated slightly.
[A MURDERER.]
[A VICTIM.]
Kim Young pinched the bridge of his nose, one hand on his hip. Seo-Hwan was already analyzing the distances. A-09 smiled, hands in his pockets. Ji-Yunwoo wasn't even watching the game.
Me…
I could feel the cube pulsing against my thigh.
Just a little more time
[YOU WILL CHOOSE THE MURDERER FROM AMONG THE RICHEST]
[YOU CAN VOTE FOR YOURSELF.]
An even thicker silence.
[The 12 victims have already been selected by the best in the game, the top-level players.]
[THERE THEY ARE THERE TO WATCH THE GAMES AND THE BETS ON YOUR HEADS.]
A sharp click was heard.
The names of those selected to choose the murderer appeared, obviously. I wasn't one of them.
[VOTES FOR ONE PERSON OUT OF THESE 5.]
[ - L-07
– KIM YOUNG
– SEO HWAN
– JI-YUNWOO.
– A-09]
A shiver ran through the circle.
— Damn…, someone murmured.
– HE IS ALSO RICH
Ji-yunwoo? I wasn't expecting that.
The knife began to shine.
[VOTING HAS BEGUN, EVERYONE IS ALLOWED TO VOTE.]
[MONEY.]
[ HE SAID. ]
[The inheritance. WHO WILL GET IT?]
Kim Young raised his head. And murmured
— …from bad to worse
[VOTING IS CLOSED.]
[THE VICTIMS]
– KI-MOON
– KANG
– L-05
– Ray lee
– JUN SEO
– R-10
And for the last 6, Brazil joins us
– BR-09
– BR-03
– BR-01
– BR-06
– BR-05
– BR- 02
A-09 burst into a short laugh.
— Magnificent. Let's begin.
A team dressed in yellow and green appeared, three in front of a last one who dragged his feet back almost like a sick man, arms crossed tightly against him and head down as if he were crying.
[AND FOR THE MURDERER OF THE FIRST ROUND]
A drum turned and clicked, a spotlight lit up directly on…
[ seo hwan . ]
The knife trembled again.
[FIRST MURDERER…]
[ EVERYONE SHOULD TAKE A POSITION]
Said the little mime in a rock voice
Each designer, despite the panic, headed towards the silhouette that bore his name.
Seo Hwan entered the circle
It began to turn.
Slowly. Very slowly.
He wasted no time
The blade was already tracing a perfect circle. Each pass in front of a face drew a breath, a blink, a silent prayer.
Kang-Dae was squeezing my hand. Jun Seo was staring at the knife. Seo-Hwan didn't move an inch.
The blade slows down.
Again. Again.
Then he stopped.
Pointed straight at–
— …no, someone whispered.
Ray Lee .
Or rather, his empty place. Empty.
The blade vibrated. Then it pivoted on its own.
She stopped at BR-03.
Silence erupted.
— WHAT?! No! Wait, wait—!
The voice rang out immediately.
[ COURT . ]
SEO HWAN grabbed the knife and gave chase.
BR-03 was trembling and moving forward somewhat slowly.
— It's a joke…it's starting again, it's a fucking joke–
[THE VICTIM ESCAPES]
Seo hwan was simply walking
Her fingers closed around the handle.
— I don't think so
He inhaled sharply, stopped, raised his hand, and spun the knife.
Faster. More brutally.
And launched.
Crack! .
The knife went through his leg…
– HAAAAA .haaaaaaaaa
BR-03 collapsed, screaming in agony.
– one, blow seo hwan
Then a sharp beep.
[THE VICTIM IS ALIVE, ADD A COUNTDOWN FROM THE SAVIOR, 10 SECONDS LATER AND NO MATTER, THE VICTIM WILL BE SAVED.]
Seo hwan, surprised, tenses up and starts to quicken his pace, but he's hitting nothing as if he can't see anything.
BR-03 creates:
— NO! Wait, there's a mistake—
She began to crawl with all her might
A-09 burst out laughing.
— Oh… interesting.
Kim Young was watching.
- …shit.
The ground was covered in blood. Behind her, a lake of blood.
A long corridor. Narrow. Filled with unexpected obstacles. Blind corners. Doors that closed slowly. From the outside, everything was transparent and clear.
–…
Why isn't it moving?
L-07 was looking at me. Expressionless
— You want my picture
[ 2… ]
I caught Kim Young's eye. She stared at me.
[ 1… ]
A gong sounded.
[SAVE VICTIM.]