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Chapter 7

Author: Miette W
Candlelight flickered, casting eerie shadows in the ancient dining room.

Adrian elegantly cut into Linda’s cheese soufflé, the warm cheese oozing out. He took a bite, and a look of satisfaction crossed his pale face.

"Perfect," he said softly. "You have passed the test."

A triumphant smile bloomed on Linda’s face.

The system’s mechanical voice announced: 【Player Linda has received one immunity.】

Next were Jake and Emma. Adrian ate their offerings without comment, and they passed safely.

Then it was my turn.

As I stepped toward the table to pick up my salad, Kevin rushed past me, shoving me aside and grabbing my plate.

"What—?"

By the time I realized what had happened, Kevin was already presenting my salad to Adrian.

A smug, vicious smile was on his face.

"Sorry, Harper," he said, pushing up his glasses. "But I don't want to die."

"You bastard!" I seethed. "You broke our agreement!"

Kevin shrugged. "Where's the proof? Besides, this is part of the game, isn't it? Survival of the fittest.
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    Candlelight flickered, casting eerie shadows in the ancient dining room.Adrian elegantly cut into Linda’s cheese soufflé, the warm cheese oozing out. He took a bite, and a look of satisfaction crossed his pale face."Perfect," he said softly. "You have passed the test."A triumphant smile bloomed on Linda’s face.The system’s mechanical voice announced: 【Player Linda has received one immunity.】Next were Jake and Emma. Adrian ate their offerings without comment, and they passed safely.Then it was my turn.As I stepped toward the table to pick up my salad, Kevin rushed past me, shoving me aside and grabbing my plate."What—?"By the time I realized what had happened, Kevin was already presenting my salad to Adrian.A smug, vicious smile was on his face."Sorry, Harper," he said, pushing up his glasses. "But I don't want to die.""You bastard!" I seethed. "You broke our agreement!"Kevin shrugged. "Where's the proof? Besides, this is part of the game, isn't it? Survival of the fittest.

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