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NINE: Dead putt [II]

Author: Pearl.M
last update Huling Na-update: 2026-01-04 21:36:39

Joke on us all, no one could live in the moment in a place like this.

Everyone had to crave something…survival.

So when black crows hovered in the air like smoke after poking out both eyeballs of the first player, beads of blood dripped into the grass and a curved blade decapitated the man yelling in anguish,

I knew this wasn’t just golf.

It was madness.

I nearly screamed but clasped a palm over my mouth, trapping the sound as the man’s lifeless body crashed to the ground.

Everyone shrieked, the atmosphere heightening with unspoken fear.

“Pod ten, step forward.”

Pod ten balked back as she wailed out loud. “Why me? Pod Two is meant to go next! This is unfair!” she protested but her legs still dragged out of the confines.

My bleak gaze followed her, a timer ticking in my head at when the dice would roll to me.

This game was cruel. It was keeping everyone on the edge, never foreshadowing who was next.

The girl slammed the big red button on the raffle machine. The balls rolled fo
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