***** DAY 08 ******
When morning comes, I stay still on the floor, crouching in the corner, together with the provisions. I am still fully naked and the cold chills my skin, but I just let it. My eyes are open but I am unresponsive to anything.
“Good morning, dear participants! Our new challenge will be more specific! The death god needs to kill 83 people and if he does, he will win this game! As for the other participants, try your best to stop him and not get killed! Good luck!”
The broadcast ends and Sherwin curses, “F*uck the organizers! They knew my pet is about to get broken! Damn those black creatures!”
He pauses, looks over at me, and snorts. “Seems like I will have to kill 83 people today.”
I watch him close the cover as he leaves the treehouse, but I stay there lying. After
