Indeed humans lower their standards when caught in an apocalyptic society. Yeah, he expected to see the worst here in this warehouse but he guess he's not prepared for it. The scenario he is witnessing right now is breaking his heart. He could imagine the mental torture and the physical agony of those aspirants here, and they have no choice but to embrace this new world order whom Jimmie Vaughn had created, and lived with the trend because they need to survive after all. Observing around, Carsen noticed how pitiful the people were in there. Endure hard labor, nasty food, and uncomfortable quarters, plus their crumpled dignity, for here, they weren't treated as humans, but just machines, laborers where their desire of alleviating their lives is taken advantage of. "Haissht! I can't even swallow this!" Dizal sighed, whining. He looked around, and commented, "These humans here are st***, right? How could their highest aspiration is becoming Jimmie's truck driver?" "Shhh!!" Carsen h

"It looks like Jimmie Vaughn has a pattern on his choices of players that he's going to be sent to his game world," Orin explained. Carsen opened his cell phone and a video presentation was on it, showing what Orin is discussing. "So, these are the players he had summoned in there, both humans and boundless?" Carsen asked. "Exactly!" "So, if you'll notice the players mostly are associated with Standford High, and this confirms that somehow, Jimmie Vaugh hasn't changed his main preferences after all this time," Orin continued. " But take note, he added little flavors to his choices this time," "What is that?" Faces were flashed on Carsen's cellphone screen. " This is Easton Cowell, a Standford High alumni, who happened to be Jair Santana's rival gang...same m.o with Jair before, they're both the group of bullies," Orin informed. "Uhm," Carsen nodded. " So, what does this have to do with the summoning?" he asked, confused. "Guys, Jimmie Vaughn is summoning the worst guy

"No, let's see how far they can endure there!" Jimmie commented. Then, he tasked the operator beside him to unleash an alien monster. "Time for a hunt," he said. So, with a press of the controller, there had been a disturbance in the world where Carsen and Dizal were in. Meanwhile, Carsen becomes more convinced that the game world they were in was an illusion when he observed the city they were brought into by that portal door. In the same scenario, skyscrapers towered above them, shedding their shadow on the path they were walking. The gutters and rubbish were covered with thick snow. The odd thing is, the entire area was silent. It was as if they have entered into some painting, where they were the only characters therein. And he does not feel good about this! "Let's keep moving, maybe we'll find another door portal!" Carsen muttered. "Damn! If this is an adventure I don't like this! You keep opening doors from doors like this is Wonderland huh?" Dizal whined. He's sweatin

"Hey! Wait!" Carsen shouted as he followed Dizal who just carelessly barge into the house. But they were astounded when they see that there was a party going on when they get inside. Or should they say, a sort of high-end party? Carsen and Dizal were like observers, in awe watching what was going around them like they were two out-of-place beings in that area. At the entrance, they saw a luxurious car stop by. And as its door pushed up automatically, a lady in a red dress emerge out from it. She was smiling seductively, greeting everyone she sees, gracefully walking to the house entrance. The house where the party was celebrated was more appropriately to be described as a mansion. There were wine servers going around with glasses on their trays. The party entrance is show-stopping. Its grand staircase, glass atriums, and spectacular artworks are worth taking note of. "Boundless!" Carsen whispered to Dizal when they get inside. He's referring to a man, tall, and huge body built who'

" Damn, buddy, it seems that this place is a whole lot of fishing net! Yo go here and choose your allies, and choose your killer!" Dizal commented. Everybody in there seemed busy with their own concerns and in their own world. But them, they went here to hunt a guy who could possibly be the killer. "How many times do have left?" Carsen asked. Todd looks at his watch, " we only have 24 hours and 20 minutes left," he replied. Sh**! That's so pressuring! If this isn't epic games maybe he would risk not winning this game round but he doesn't know what surprises await the players in case they lose this round. Carsen relaxedly sitted on the bench, observing, watching all that goes around in the social hall. "What are you doing?" Dizal asked, his eyebrows raised. Carsen smiled at him, " nothing, just sitting, maybe the killer will pass by here," he said, unbothered. Dizal sighed, "Buddy, you know we're running out of time!" "You're the hunter here, why don't you go searching fo