Tall trees with wide, dark-green leaves stretched out ahead. The forest canopy grew denser, darker, cold and damp. “Phase One. Tropical Forest.” The robotic voice was flat, emotionless, yet it sent a chill straight down my spine. Out of the entire Radon team, I was the only one trembling, stuck at the very back of the line. The deafening bell rang, making my knees go weak. Everyone sprinted into the forest at once, leaving me behind as I dragged myself after them. The moment we entered the arena, no one cared about teamwork anymore. Everyone was focused on their own survival. It didn’t matter if we were on the same team; eventually, we’d have to face each other anyway. And the fewer participants left, the better the odds of winning, right? And me… I probably wouldn’t survive even this first phase. The low electric hum of my baton filled the air as I activated it. I stood at the edge of the forest, staring into the eerie landscape ahead. Thick under
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