The Last Dict Standing
A bolt of panic hits all of us, and our eyes widen with alarm.
"What's going on?" I asked, perplexed.
"This is the death match, ladies. It's a case of survival of the fittest. The strong will live, while the weak will perish. "You'll be fighting each other, and whoever is the last one standing will be the victor," he explained. His lips twisted into a grin.
"I'm not going to kill them for your amusement. They are all innocent women!" I glare at them with hateful eyes.
"I'm afraid you have no choice but to abide by the rules. If you don't start killing each other right away, the countdown on your vest will not stop until it reaches zero, and the bomb within the vest will explode," he explaine
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