The Elite Game

Chapter 5. Entangled Webs.

Ha~

Did he just say someone died?

While I stare engulfed with fear, Ethan frowns and throws a punch at my right shoulder.

“Aren't you listening? Someone just died,” he yells.

“I know that, I guess not everyone fell asleep then, someone who realized they were the killer must have pretended to pass out like the rest of us,” I told him.

“Save your explanation for later, we have to move now!”

“Where?”

***

With Ethan, we both race to the crime scene, the hall.

Everyone already gathered, murmuring like flies as they stare at the scene.

“I've got Ande, I guess we're all complete then,” Ethan says.

I catch sight of a big screen in front of us bearing each of our pictures, a total of sixty students with two crosses out, I guess we're fifty-eight now.

There's a timer underneath it, and I'm guessing that's how much time we have left to solve this puzzle.

“Okay everyone–” a female calls out to everyone's attention.

She looks well defined and carries an authoritative air around her.

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