Chapter 26: "Truth Hurts,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 14 - 2027 ║║ Thursday║ Class Day ║The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the hallway into shadows. A warm breeze stirs my hair, carrying the scent of honeysuckle from the bushes below.Sinks of low embers in the sky, painting the horizon in brilliant hues of crimson and gold, I trudge up the steps to my dorm. I had stayed late at the library studying, hoping to block out the strange events of the past day. My day has been long and exhausting after all that happened, and all I want now is the comfort of my room.And so, feeling like collapsing, I made my way through the walkway of my dorm. The fluorescent lights of the automatic front main gate, flickered above me, their buzzing the only sound in the unnatural stillness that cloaked the hall. It was then I realized as I taunted through it that, the dorm was quiet, unnaturally so. I expected the usual sounds filtering through the wal
Chapter 27: "A Librarian's Secret," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ 3rd Post Meridiem of the Games ║ The library was quiet and still. Dust motes floated lazily in the air, illuminated by the soft glow of the lamps. The shelves were lined with rows upon rows of ancient books, their spines worn and faded with age. And though it's just been days since I had ventured here, I'm fucking sure many of these tomes contained secrets long forgotten by modern man, hidden knowledge that could reshape one's view of the world. The towering shelves of books stretch as far as the eye can see, filling the cavernous library with their musty scent and promise of knowledge. I wander deeper into the library's labyrinthine aisles, running my fingers along those timeworn shelves as I go. The air is still and quiet, filled with secrets waiting to be uncovered. I select another volume and add it to my ever-growing pile. The worn leather sp
Chapter 28: "The Book of Answers,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║ ║ Friday║ 3rd Post Meridiem of the Games ║ I had come seeking knowledge in the premise of this library, for the answers to questions that most would not dare ask. And, as of now, I felt like that half of those answer was slowly coming to me. And so, I stared evergreen at the crumpled note in my hand, the scribbled handwriting felt somehow both unfamiliar yet deliberate. It's handwriting was even neat yet felt like rushed. I glance around the library, but the librarian who passed it to me at the front desk has disappeared amongst the towering shelves. My curiosity piques as I read the cryptic message again... ━━━━━━・❪ ❁ ❫ ・━━━━━━ AISLE 88 : CHILDREN'S BOOK SECTION : LAST SHELVE : UPPER RIGHT ━━━━━━・❪ ❁ ❫ ・━━━━━━ I continue to stare at the tiny slip of paper with its cryptic message scribbled in black ink. I even turned the note over but there are no more clues,
Chapter 29: "Luxury of Thralldom,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ 3rd Midnight of the Games ║The organ music dwelled as I entered the grand ballroom hidden beneath this sinister academic institution. The candlelight glinted off the gold-trimmed walls and crystal chandeliers above, casting dancing shadows across the ornate marble floors. I could see the other students gathered in a few small groups, whispering in hushed tones behind their ornate masks as they sipped blood-red wine from delicate crystal glasses.The air was thick with intrigue and ill intent, a swirling miasma of plots and schemes emanating from these gathered conspirators. I could sense greed, lust for power, and cruel ambitions lurking just beneath the veneer of civility presented by their lavish attire and polite conversation. Dark secrets and ancient knowledge were traded here, whispered in coded phrases over the waltz music that now filled the ballroo
Chapter 30: "Pick Your Poison,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ 3rd Midnight of the Games ║The foyer was dimly lit, candles flickering eerily on tables draped in black cloth. Masked guests milled about, voices hushed. An undercurrent of menace permeated the air. The dim lights cast eerie shadows across the room as the students sat in their assigned circles, each donning grotesque masks concealing their true identity. The room was silent except for the crackle of the candles and an ominous chanting that seemed to come from the walls themselves. The night air was heavy with anticipation and a strange kind of menace, like the calm before a storm, as the masked guests like me, gathered in the grand ballroom. I then realized as I rounded my gaze through the hall, that the masks seemed less like tokens of festivity now and more like the guises one wears to commit dastardly deeds under cover of night. A collective shiver ran t
Chapter 31: "Chop of A Lie,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ 3rd Midnight of the Games ║The game had begun, and I could only hope to survive the lies, schemes and humiliations that were sure to follow before I finally found a way to escape this place of malice and ill intent.As I made my way to the ominous black podium in the center of the room, I could vividly see Headmistress Rose smiled again for a hundredth time of today, her eyes alight with malice, "Come quick my beautiful and curious companion, let the games begin with you. Pick your poison — truth or dare — and let the unmasking commence. Whatever you choose, whatever is revealed, it stays with us, here in this chamber of shadows and secrets.With her words, I hesitated, fear and curiosity warring within as uncertainty of what games the headmistress had in store, knowing they would reveal parts of myself I'd rather keep hidden. The air felt thick with anticipation
Chapter 32: "Belated Regret,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 15 - 2027 ║║ Friday║ 3rd Midnight of the Games ║The velvet lights of the room I was in, which was behind the podium stage, cast ominous shadows on the wall as I sit in the corner, waiting. The air was still dark and musty, filled with props and costumes hiding sinister secrets, as if like me, it was also waiting for the clock to strike midnight and summon me to do my dare.I try to calm my nerves, but dread fills my stomach like lead.I agreed to this dare, this macabre stunt to prove myself just earlier, believing doing a dare was much easier for me to blabber a truth that's part of my past. But, now I was starting regret choosing this path 'cause it fucking feels I am trapped, destiny and pride forcing my feet forward even as every cell in my body screams in protest. A cold sweat breaks out across my skin and my stomach churns at the thought of what I must do, what profane acts
Chapter 33: "Skeptical Aftermath,"───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 18 - 2027 ║║ Monday║ Class Day║"Look at the queen of weirdo's sitting alone. Such a show-off..."I sit alone at my usual table in the school cafeteria, slowly picking at my food while hearing those murmurs in the grapevine. Yet, above all, I remained my calm and just situated myself from observing the sea of hands around me. I then see groups of friends laughing together, and students eating their foods or reading away, flipping pages through their book. But damned fight on me, I knew underneath their cheerful facade, a sinister secret of the midnight game lingers. That midnight game, a ritual that has been passed down for decades within these very walls. Students gather under the veil of darkness to play a dangerous game of chance and risk, where the line between fun and danger quickly blurs. And, players like us, must perform twisted tasks and challenges, many crossing mor
Chapter 72: Hold On Tight───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║— Lap 1 —The first obstacle looms ahead - Doom of Spikes. I grip the steering wheel tightly, narrowing my focus to the treacherous track unfurling before me. I swerve to avoid the first jagged metal spikes jutting from the dirt course, feeling the tires scrape perilously close.I weave through the forest of twisting spikes, adrenaline pumping with each near miss. The other racers are struggling, tires bursting and cars crunching against the metal teeth. I push my vehicle faster, racing ahead of the pack. A huge pit of spikes suddenly rises in my path and I hold my breath, yanking the steering wheel hard to the left. My car spins out, tires squealing as I drift barely an inch from the deadly obstacle.The course hammers my vehicle as I barrel through the lap, more spikes emerging from the dirt without warning. My concentration is razor-sha
Chapter 71: Midday Mile───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║I glanced at the others, and there I saw that their faces were grim and set with determination, but behind their eyes I saw the same fear that filled my own heart. We had come so far already, completing challenges that had broken stronger teams. But this latest obstacle had extracted a terrible cost. The forest path seemed to stretch on forever, winding through the dense woods. No one spoke as we marched along the narrow dirt trail. The horror of losing Olivia to the pit of fire and snakes still weighed heavy on our minds. I could feel it pressing down on my shoulders, making each step harder than the last.Yet, I keep my eyes on the path, not wanting to see the faces of my remaining teammates anymore, as their eyes would show the same dread I feel inside — the guilt of surviving when Haley did not. We should have tried harder to save her,
Chapter 70: Frigid Waters───── ❝ K I L L I A N W I L D E ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║The metal door towered over us, rising high into the gloom of the cavernous chamber that had lain undisturbed for centuries. It stretched the width of the cave, bolted firmly shut with bands of rusted iron fasteners that had long since seized in place. Not a single handle or keyhole marred its face, nothing that would suggest a normal means of opening. The only object attached was a strange rotating mechanism made of interlocking brass gears and iron rods, fixed to the door at head height. It appeared to be some kind of puzzle lock, the solution to which would allow the door to slide open on ancient mechanisms within the stone walls.As we studied the puzzle, I could almost feel unseen eyes watching from the darkness, hungry for those who would dare disturb this place. This lock was our only way forward, but it may also be our doom.
Chapter 69: Blazing Fire ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║ The rickety rope bridge swayed precariously, stretching across the chasm's gaping maw. The wooden slats were worn and weathered, barely wide enough for one person to stand upon. I spoke up first, my voice wavering as I warned cautiously onto the bridge, grasping the side ropes for support. My tone was anxious and unsettled. "This bridge is barely wide enough for one person. So, one of our tactics is that we must cross in single file," Beatrice responded nervously from the shore, peering at the dilapidated bridge with trepidation evident in her quavering voice. "How do we know it will hold our weight?" Serene replied grimly in a matter-of-fact yet ominous tone, her voice betraying no fear but rather cold resolve. "We don't," she stated plainly. "But we have no choice. Stay close behind each other and move quickly. That's all we can d
Chapter 68: The Lustro's Enigma───── ❝ K I L L I A N W I L D E ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║The cold white walls felt like they were closing in as they greeted me first as I slowly opened my eyes. The blurry shapes in the room came into focus after what felt like an eternity, my eyes adjusting to the dim fluorescent lights that cast shadows in every corner."Ah, damn this," I cursed as my body ached from the hard metal slab this wicked school called a bed. Every joint protested as I forced myself to sit up, my muscles stiff and sore from the unrelenting discomfort. The thin blanket provided no warmth, only adding to the frigid atmosphere that seeped into my bones.The silence was deafening, only pierced by the buzz of the flickering lights above. No sound came from beyond these walls, no comforting noises of life or activity. It was as if I existed in a vacuum, isolated and alone. My stomach churned from the lack of fo
Chapter 67: Pit of Screams ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║ As the gong signaling the start of the third day of the games sounded, echoing off the damp stone walls and chilling us to our cores, I glanced at my teammates. Serene's jaw was set in grim determination, her voice low and gravelly as she muttered under her breath, "We can do this again, girls..." She stood rigid, feet planted firmly on the ground, hands balling into fists at her sides as she waited for the door to open. Olivia usually spoke softly and calmly, but now her brown eyes narrowed into slits as she surveyed the steel door before them, her tone sharp with warning as she said, "Stay close, we're going through hell again, much worse this time I fear." Her hand reached for the weapon at her belt in a practiced motion, fingers wrapping around the hilt with a sureness born from experience. Her eyes depicts that she had braved
Chapter 66: Eliminated───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 28 - 2027 ║║ Sunday║ Third Day of Olympia's Cup║Long awake from my slumber last night, I sit in the corner of the cold, empty white room me and my team are now staying, leaning against the frame of the wall. I do not know how long we've been here exactly, left with only my thoughts in this empty void. Minutes, hours? Nonetheless, time has no meaning in this place anyways.A chill ran down my spine as I stared out at the barren landscape from the window, thinking of the role we were forced to play in this gruesome game. Yet my reverie about our place was shortly cut when my wristband beeped as it glows in an eerie crimson red hue, displaying Spencer's name crossed out with lines of permanent ink — confirming his death in the game.◤━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━◥A P L A Y E R H A S B E E N E L I M I N A T E D───※ · Student No. 5 - Spencer Sinclair · ※───⌧ Team : Scarlet Ravens⌧ Role : The A
Chapter 65: The Unescapable Soul───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ────║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║Spencer stare each other down, the weight of history heavy between us. Spencer's eyes lock onto mine, filled with the same hunger and ambition that I know burns within my own. Our companions stand ready behind us, waiting to see who will make the first move."Just leave, boys. It's ours to begin with." After Olivia's words, I took a glance at my teammates, seeing my own fierce determination mirrored on their faces, I knew then that we have come too far to back down now. This amulet calls to us, begging to be claimed. It calls to us as if, promising knowledge, winning and glory to whoever dares take hold of it since, as now, it was not any other jewelry, but inside it bears a key, a key to any important thing that maybe our way to reach this game's goal and win."The amulet stays with us and nothing you say will change that," Beat
Chapter 64: The Amulet ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║ ║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║ "Stay close," I ordered the others. Serene, Olivia and Beatrice huddled together behind me as we walked deeper into the crypt. "While we're here, let's also lookout for supplies," Serene whispered, "Food, water, medical kits, weapons. Anything we can carry as it may serve as a use for us later on. We cannot know what challenges awaits us further in," Nodding, we searched from crypt to crypt, finding only cobwebs and bones. The darkness seemed to press in around us, the silence thick with unseen menace. A cold draft whispered through the passage, snuffing out one of our torches and plunging us further into gloom. I drew my jacket tighter, feeling the hairs rise on the back of my neck as we pressed onward into the depths of the crypt, our remaining flames flickering weakly against the encroaching shadows. "This place gives me the ult