Survival of the Poorest 2.0: Ghost Cruise
Seeing that I stopped struggling, the hand over my mouth loosened slightly, though it did not fully release.
"I'm going to let you go, but don't scream. If you bring him here, we're both dead."
I nodded stiffly.
She slowly released her grip and stepped back half a pace, watching the door warily.
I finally saw her clearly. She was a head taller than me, powerfully built, with striking red lipstick and razor-sharp eyes.
"Who are you? How do you know all this?" My heart was still racing.
"My name is Liliane Dickson, Player 89. I am a police officer, and I entered this game to catch him," she said rapidly, scanning the empty stalls to make sure it was safe. "Call me Lily.
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