At the moment Pennsylvania was the first and only one that proceeded to the next game. Unlike the previous two tasks that saw contestants proceeding simultaneously, game three appeared to be straining on the contestants. A lot of them were having difficulties with calling their exes. The game was too personal and the organizers had strategically put it into the game in hopes of opening old wounds.
To their surprise, Pennsylvania completed his task earlier when he had to board a plane, unlike most of the other contestants that had their exes living in the same state, which showed how difficult it was for the contestants to get rid of their exes.
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The night was falling and only two players were in and it was mainly due to the fact that not everyone was lucky enough to have ended things on a good note with their exes, and the casualties for game three began dropping in.Players like Wyoming and Mississippi who were playing for their mothers also had another thing in common; they were both jerks that had no clue how to treat a woman. They had multiple ex-girlfriends who they treated like shit. All their ex-girlfriend had nothing nice to say about them.The second Acer read the third game out, they knew they were both doomed. Wyoming was the worst off; he had no idea where to begin or who to call, let alone if they would pick up the phone. What was worse was the fact that he couldn't even remember
The cameras turned to New Jersey, where the second player who had no ex was assigned to go on a date with the man who caused the accident that took away the love of his life.The man was very excited when he got the call from New Jersey. He had not expected it. All the efforts he had made in the past to ask for forgiveness were failures. He immediately dropped everything he was doing the second he hung up the phone.New Jersey was not very thrilled about facing the man he termed a monster. As much as he was seeking vengeance and destroying the monster who had stolen his love, the truth was that she would not return even if he died.He was just thankful that he
Acer went through her tally sheets for game three; a total of twenty-three players made it to game four; eleven were dead, while two were yet to play. The two were Texas and Louisiana.The two women were delaying her sleep. She wanted a long rest. Staring at various screens all day was tiring and draining. What made the day-long was the fact that the game had taken more hours than the previous two. She could only hope the fourth game was not as personal as the third one.She stared at the two women who did not seem to be taking any steps to proceed to the following games. What she did not want was for another player to have games in hand. She swore she was going to go against her bosses and get rid of the two bi**tches.
Day 4 came and Acer woke up early intending to catch up with whether the two ladies had caught up with the rest of the players. To her disappointment, only Louisiana had played and proceeded to the next level, while Taxes showed no sign of playing and was busy making an early breakfast for herself and her daughter.She grinded her teeth in frustration. Being behind on one game was not a big deal, but two was not to be tolerated. She quickly picked up her phone and dialed the organizer's line, with the intention of making them understand why Texas was to be dealt with immediately.She was sure there was a way they would put a time limit on the games, forcing everyone to play or else get eliminated. Acer began counting backward while breathing in and out. It was a calming technique she had developed since she was a child. She was so enraged that she let Texas get on her nerves, something that only a few people managed to do. She grabbed her other phone and dialed her boss's line. "We need to kill that bi**tch, I swear she is up to something!" "Calm down, Acer. Prepare yourself for the fourth game. Texas will soon be out of the game," he stated and hung up on her. Acer couldn't believe the disrespect, her boss denied giving her the time she needed to explain her theory. She wasThe Organ Games Chapter 19
The pledgers were all in cheers, clapping for Washington's success and quick execution. They applauded his tactic of choosing bad people as his targets, and they were all impressed with the approach he used to smuggle the candy out of the shop. He seemed to be a pro at shoplifting. Some began to believe he was going to make it until the last game with such skills. On top of that, the contestants were not as slow as they were in Game Three, which was a recipe for a fast and good show.For unknown reasons that she could not explain, Acer smiled when Washington proceeded to the fifth game. She never pledged or gambled on any players. But it was safe to say Washington was her favorite, while Texas was her least favorite. Texas had picked up the call and listened to game four instructions but chose not to show any signs of playing. Acer's skin crawled as she watched her.
The pledgers on team Pennsylvania got up, irritated, and demanded for the organizers. They felt their player was being sabotaged by the organizers. They demanded an audience for their concerns to be addressed. One of the pledgers attempted to defuse the situation. But it only accelerated their tempers. There was a lot of money at stake and all they were asking for was a fair game. Their viewing arena consisted of a large screen TV attached from one end of the wall to the other. There was a bar with various wines and alcoholic beverages from all over the world, with a large table. While the rest of the room had a personal private lounge with portable entertainment screens for each pledger with his own controls to choose which player they wanted to watch. The room smelled of cigars, sweat, and raised testosterone as tempers were high with every person shouting at the next person. Filthy rich men who enjoyed watching violence and pain and did not mind throwing millions into the mix.
The organizers quickly called Acer to clarify to the players that they were yet to play the fourth game. It appeared the players were misinterpreting the task.She quickly dialed their lines, surprising them. She never called in the middle of the games; her phone was always off. Something was up, so they listened attentively."I am going to read through Game Four for the second time. Please pay attention," she emphasized. "Walk into the biggest shopping mall and shoplift from a customer. If you get caught, you die, but if the player gets away with it, the customer dies accidentally."There was silence, with the players waiting for any additions."Do you have any questions?" She asked, surprising them further. They were all quiet, confused."Listen, Some idiots confused armed robbery with shoplifting. That's why I'm asking if there are any more illiterates about to make the same mistake!" she blurted out and waited for a response."I have a question, but it is different," Louisiana spo