VIII

"Fuck!" Jaxx yells in anger as he throws one of the chairs against the wall. Everybody was still in shock from the second challenge they played. "Two of us are already dead and we are still doing nothing to prevent it." Out of nowhere, he suddenly grabs Katherine's collar. "It's been a week. Did you manage to get help from the outside?"

"I tried, but they refused to believe me." I tried my best to explain, but they kept saying that I'm lying. " Katherine responded, so Jaxx let her go and tried his best to calm down. There's an awkward silence in the living room until Jaxx finally speaks up again.

"You know what, give me that phone and walkie-talkie, now!" Jaxx demands that Katherine quickly obey him. As soon as he receives the phone and walkie-talkie, he quickly calls the police department. Fortunately, someone answered the call.

"Hello, Police Department."

"Hello, we are currently in a holdup situation and two of us have already been killed by the hostager. Please track us down. Track this phone signal please. " Jaxx tries his best to convince the police to help them. Out of nowhere, the police immediately hung up the phone.

"Fuck! Fuck those police! " Jaxx burst out in anger while Max quickly confronted him and tried his best to calm him down, but after a couple of minutes, he immediately walked away and went to his room.

I tried my best to calm him down, but unfortunately, he was a fucking hard-headed person. I think we need to leave him alone to rethink his actions and give him some space. " Max said to his fellow teammates, which they all agreed.

"You know what, we should make a plan B in case our first plan fails." Eshal suggests, but everyone ignores her as they start to separate. Everyone acts like they are in a normal situation despite the fact that one of them is going to die next Saturday.

Meanwhile, Jaxx secretly calls him one of the old students who's currently a police officer in the Crite State Area. After a couple of failed attempts, he's finally given up. He quickly hid the cell phone and walkie-talkie in his bag and tried to calm down, but then he grabbed the lamp and hurled it into the distance.

"I need to act fast."

As he continues to think about his next plan, he notices something in his window. It's a brown envelope with a splash of blood on it, and there were two of them. Jaxx suddenly remembered the significance of this letter, which is that they write their letter to their fellow contestant, which can be anything before they sign a contract, and if the contestant dies, the host will send the letter to the remaining contestant for them to read.

Without any hesitation, he quickly opened the first envelope, which was filled with a letter.

Hi,

If you are reading this, I am already dead. Not because of murder, accidents, or anything else, but because of my own deeds. Because of my greediness, because of my desire for expensive cars, jewelry, and tons of cash, I died. I don't know if I'm in hell or in heaven, but I just want to say that you shouldn't let your greediness control you. Don't let money control you. I grew up as a spoiled brat and I am not always satisfied with all I want. Now to my nine contestants: I know that once we start, there's no going back, but please don't continue this game show. I don't care if the host reads this or not, but please make an escape plan. This is the only thing that I want. Please don't put yourself in danger because of the money.

Sincerely, Amiyah Bateman

Jaxx put the letter back in the envelope and quickly put it in his backpack. Next, he opened the letter, which he knew belonged to the latest victim of the game show, Ayat Blevins.

Greetings,

If you are reading this, I am no longer alive. But can you do a favor for me? If someone made it out alive or managed to escape from this game show, please tell my son I love him very much. He's only ten years old, and he's the reason why I decided to join the game show even though I might die sooner or later. He's been comatose for more than three months, and he doesn't know about the game show yet. But if you visit him and discover that he's already awake, please lie about me. Please tell him that your mother was a hero. She sacrificed her life to save some people, even though she would die from it. I don't want him to discover that his mother is a weak person.

Sincerely, Ayat Blevins

OOO

Humero went to the rooftop, which was sealed off with the plain mirror roof. She silently watches all the stars shine so brightly in the sky as the moon illuminates, which reminds her of her career. She closes her eyes as the tears form and slowly fall down. She misses her life as a popular model.

"Getting homesick?" Clyde asked her as he sat next to him. Humero didn't respond as the silence filled up. "I read those two letters. They are the unheard heroes whose stories will never be told and will be forgotten through history." He looks at her and gives the sweetest smile. We may be forgotten, but I want to make a memory before we die. Especially with my most favorite model in my life. "

Humero went into shock for a bit, then gave him a smile. "Thank you, this is my first time meeting a fan in my entire life." She said as she lay down on his lap. Clyde blushed for a moment, but she caught him and laughed.

Maybe I should make a memory with you. I know this is awkward, but spending time with a fan is on my bucket list. Thank you for making this into reality.

Clyde smiled. "You're welcome."