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The Elite Game Chapter 113. Temporary Allies.
My heart races as I grip the terrified boy's collar, shaking him violently. "That's a lie! Tell me the truth!" I scream into his pale face, my voice laced with desperation.The boy's eyes go wide, tears streaming down his bruised cheeks. "I'm not lying! The game isn't over because the timer hasn't run out! I swear!" he cries.I feel the blood drain from my face as his words sink in. That means I'm still trapped in this place, unable to escape until the time limit is reached. A wave of panic crashes over me, my mind spinning as I struggle to process this news. Am I doomed to remain in this nightmarish game forever?Releasing the trembling boy, I stagger backwards, my legs turning to jelly beneath me. It takes every ounce of my willpower to remain standing, to not collapse into a shivering heap on the ground. My head is pounding, and frantic thoughts ricocheting through my mind. I can't leave. The timer is still running. I'm trapped.Trapped.The word echoes in my consciousness, a
The Elite Game Chapter 114. Side Hunt.
As the night deepens, I find myself growing increasingly on edge, my senses heightened as I watch the others warily.Just as I'm starting to drift off, a sudden, piercing alarm cuts through the stillness, making me jump. "What the hell is that?" I exclaim, my heart pounding.Liam's eyes go wide. "It's... a side game," he explains, his voice shaking. "They want us to capture a Destitute alive. Whoever succeeds gets a thousand points."I stare at him in disbelief. "A thousand points?" I repeat, my mind racing. That kind of reward could be a game-changer, but...a Destitute? I shudder at the thought of what that might entail.My fellow students erupt into a panicked frenzy around me.It's Chaos.Some are I'm favour of the side quest:"We have to get those points!" Zoe immediately interjects, desperate, "We're already so low on points. This could be our break!"But others…. Not so much"A Destitute? No, no, no, we can't do this!" Trina cries, her voice shrill with terror. Mia clings to he
The Elite Game Chapter 115. The Switch.
(Ande's POV) I curl up tighter against the rough bark of the tree, hugging my knees to my chest. My pounding heart stills as unfamiliar noises echo in the darkness and more destitutes pour out of the forest. Three more join the two that were in front of my tree, bringing their number up to five. "There's no one here, just keep walking," I whisper under my breath. But as they pass below, the last one stops. He throws his head back and sniffs at the air, a low growl rumbling in his throat. My blood runs cold. Has he sensed my presence after all? Before I can react, searing pain explodes in my back. I bite my tongue hard to suppress a scream as a blade is yanked free, dripping with my blood. Whoever attacked me wishes for the Destitutes to find and finish the job. The metallic stench of blood fills the air, and I hold my breath, hoping against hope that the shadows will conceal me. The destitute must have sensed the spilled blood, because they immediately turn and
The Elite Game Chapter 116. The Chip.
I trudge back to the dorms, my body aching with exhaustion. The horrors of the flag game replay endlessly in my mind, searing my eyelids every time I blink. I feel like liquid, my limbs heavy and unresponsive as I fumble with the door to my room. When I finally reach my room, I practically collapse through the doorway, stumbling towards the bed. I don't even have the energy to remove my bloodied clothes before I sink into the mattress. The fabric clings to my skin, a constant, nauseating reminder of the deaths in the game. Before I can process another thought, darkness overtakes me, and I slip into a dreamless sleep. When I finally stir awake, my mind is muddled, struggling to make sense of my surroundings. I sit up with a grimace, disgusted by the dried flecks of blood dotting my skin. The stench of iron and sweat clings to me, making my stomach churn. "Ugh, I need to get cleaned up," I mutter, peeling off the ruined clothes and tossing them into the garbage. Tr
The Elite Game Chapter 117. The Chosen.
My eyes widen in alarm as Everett turns around, a syringe clutched in her hand. "No, stop!" I cry out, straining against the restraints that hold me in place. "Get away from me!"Everett approaches calmly, her expression calm, almost serene. "Relax, Ande. This won't hurt a bit." I thrash against my restraints, my heart pounding. "I don't want your damn drugs! What are you trying to do to me?!"With a small sigh, Everett swiftly grasps my arm and swabs the crook of my elbow with an alcohol wipe. "Try to stay still," she scolds, slowly inserting the needle into my vein. I wince at the pinprick sensationWithout hesitation, she presses the plunger, injecting me with the clear liquid.I can feel the effects almost immediately - a warm, tingling sensation spreads through my body, and my muscles begin to relax despite my best efforts to fight it. "What are you doing to me?" I slur, my eyelids growing heavy."Just a little something to help you...cooperate," Everett murmurs, stepping ba
The Elite Game Chapter 118. Locked Up.
The room looks like it belongs in a facility.Frowning, I step forward, the soles of my feet whispering against the polished tile floor and echoing through the hollow chamber. My gaze darts around, searching for any sign of an exit, but the room appears wholly sealed off. A faint rustling draws my gaze to the far corner. My breath catches in my throat at the familiar mop of hair illuminated in the low light."Zane?" I whisper, hoping against hope this is some strange dream. But those sea-green eyes, usually alight with wicked calculation, meet mine with a detached emptiness that confirms my worst fears. He sits propped against the wall, long limbs are drawn up, and hands dangling limply between his knees like a marionette with cut strings. Dark shadows haunt his pale face, and sweat coats his skin. "Zane?" I called out cautiously, taking a few steps toward him. "What are you doing here?"Zane lifts his head, his expression curiously blank. "Ande," he responds flatly. "I should
The Elite Game Chapter 119. Phases.
As soon as she fades from view, I whirl to face Zane, still propped limply in his corner. Grasping his ragged sleeves, I tug him upright to meet my eyes, finding them startled but alert. "She said no one can enter without permission. Do you think that's true?" I ask low and urgent. He pins me with a look, his expression blank. "Yes. But no one's going to give you the permission to walk out of here. And no one is going to save you either. Like i said, no one can find you unless they turn the whole place inside out." He mutters.I release him with disgust, scowling."So you're just going to roll over and let them use us both?" I ask, my tone harsh.Zane scoffs, eyes bitter . "I don't know what else to do, Ande. I'm trapped, just like you."I shake my head in disgust. "Well, don't expect me to just sit back and accept whatever 'special plans' they have for me." I scan the room, searching for any potential means of escape. "There has to be a way out of this place."Zane watches me warily
The Elite Game Chapter 20. Stolen Secret.
But the man merely chuckled, eyes hooded, "Try to guess, my boy."I narrow my eyes at the tall man looming over my restrained body, trying my best not to show the fear building inside.Though my heart races like a stampeding herd, I keep my expression steely. "I said who are you?" I ask again, my voice coming out stronger than intended. He smiles, but it doesn't reach his dark eyes. "Now now, is that any way to greet an old friend?" Old friend? I wrack my brain but come up blank. Nothing about this man seems familiar. Before I can reply, the door slides open with a loud hiss. Everett strides in, head held high, though I notice a subtle tremble in her stride. "Father, a word if I may?" she says, her tone polite yet clipped. Father? A spark of recognition lights in my mind, followed swiftly by a flare of rage. I strain against the rough ropes binding my wrists, my words tearing from my throat in a snarl."You're the Principal? You bastard!"A flash of anger crosses his face, there
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