Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1
1000
Jared wiped his eyes and tried to awaken himself. Everyone around him was lying, asleep. It really wasn’t much different from History class, other than the fact that now, they were lying on the floor.
One by one, the people around him awoke.
Jeremy looked around him. Where was this place? The ground was smooth concrete, with hard metal walls surrounding him and everyone else in the room.
He struggled to look closer, and he saw his classmates all lying around, some already awake, some still knocked out on the floor. They were all wearing a metal ring around their necks. He quickly touched his own neck, and felt the same cold steel there. He tried to remove it, but it was impossible. It seemed welded around his neck, with no possibility of it being removed.
Benjamin was the first to stand up. The only thing he saw in the room other than the four walls was a metal grille gate and a staircase. Instinctively, he went closer to the staircase first. The steps merely led to a door, which was locked. The metal grille gate was locked as well. He tried desperately to wake everyone up.
“Where are we?” Jeremy asked.
“Concentration camp. Heil, Hitler!” Bernard faked seriousness and did the Hitler salute to Aaron Tan.
“Very funny.” Aaron Tan got up to try to knock at the walls. “This is really hard metal! Where are we? Who brought us here?”
There was a moment of panic. Everyone walked aimlessly around the room. Something definitely wasn’t right. They were suddenly all knocked out in the classroom, and now they had these metal collars around their necks, and they were locked in a metal cell.
Only one thing was normal. It was noisy like hell.
Everyone was trying to break the metal grilles but it was pointless.
Suddenly, everyone heard a door creak open. From up the staircase, four soldiers, heavily armoured, walked out with huge guns and pointed it at the 25 helpless victims. After a few shouts, everything grew quiet, but everyone was trembling greatly.
A familiar sound filled the room. It was the PA system alert. A muffled voice began to speak. “Welcome to the Battle Royale Survival Program.” Upon hearing this, some of the students gasped.
“Do not be afraid. The 25 of you have been chosen to partake in this program as a class. You are the final class in the batch to take this test. First, I will read out your names. When your name is read, step onto the numbered box.”
The students frantically looked around for the box, but they saw nothing. But their questions were answered when the floor suddenly lit up with the number 1, as Aaron Tan’s name was read. He hesitated to step on the square. The soldier yelled at him to hurry up and pointed his gun at him. Aaron was frightened, and he did as he was told. He stepped on the square. A second square lit up next to him with the number 2, and Aaron Chen’s name was read. And it proceeded slowly until Mark stepped on the 25th square, and it was complete.
“Good. Now, I will explain the rules of this program. I will not repeat myself, so you are expected to listen carefully.
You will each be given a weapon randomly and some bread and a bottle in a haversack. The bread can only last you one day. For water, you are expected to refill that at any of the water coolers set around the school.
Only one of you can survive this program. With your given weapons, or however you wish to execute your killings, you are to kill each other until only one person is left standing, and he will be given the chance to live and escape from this place.”
Everyone was stunned. The menacing voice went on.
“The entire school grounds is your playground. However, boundaries have been clearly outlined, dividing the school into many portions. After some time, I will make an announcement marking certain areas as danger zones. This will help to narrow the playing field. You can’t hide forever. If you step into a danger zone or out of the compound, or attempt to destroy any of the public announcement speakers, your collar will detonate and explode. No prizes for guessing what happens to you.”
Bor Ray lost control. “Who the hell are you? What are you doing to us?”
“Quiet. This is the Battle Royale Survival Program. Such idiocy will not be tolerated.”
“Who are you?” Bor Ray firmly asked again.
“I will not reveal my identity. You can refer to me in a generic term. Like Big Brother. Like Charlie. Like The Boss,” said the voice. “A generic, simple name.”
There was a moment of silence.
“You can call me… Bob.”
Chapter 2
1000
Jared wiped his eyes and tried to awaken himself. Everyone around him was lying, asleep. It really wasn’t much different from History class, other than the fact that now, they were lying on the floor.
One by one, the people around him awoke.
Jeremy looked around him. Where was this place? The ground was smooth concrete, with hard metal walls surrounding him and everyone else in the room.
He struggled to look closer, and he saw his classmates all lying around, some already awake, some still knocked out on the floor. They were all wearing a metal ring around their necks. He quickly touched his own neck, and felt the same cold steel there. He tried to remove it, but it was impossible. It seemed welded around his neck, with no possibility of it being removed.
Benjamin was the first to stand up. The only thing he saw in the room other than the four walls was a metal grille gate and a staircase. Instinctively, he went closer to the staircase first. The steps merely led to a door, which was locked. The metal grille gate was locked as well. He tried desperately to wake everyone up.
“Where are we?” Jeremy asked.
“Concentration camp. Heil, Hitler!” Bernard faked seriousness and did the Hitler salute to Aaron Tan.
“Very funny.” Aaron Tan got up to try to knock at the walls. “This is really hard metal! Where are we? Who brought us here?”
There was a moment of panic. Everyone walked aimlessly around the room. Something definitely wasn’t right. They were suddenly all knocked out in the classroom, and now they had these metal collars around their necks, and they were locked in a metal cell.
Only one thing was normal. It was noisy like hell.
Everyone was trying to break the metal grilles but it was pointless.
Suddenly, everyone heard a door creak open. From up the staircase, four soldiers, heavily armoured, walked out with huge guns and pointed it at the 25 helpless victims. After a few shouts, everything grew quiet, but everyone was trembling greatly.
A familiar sound filled the room. It was the PA system alert. A muffled voice began to speak. “Welcome to the Battle Royale Survival Program.” Upon hearing this, some of the students gasped.
“Do not be afraid. The 25 of you have been chosen to partake in this program as a class. You are the final class in the batch to take this test. First, I will read out your names. When your name is read, step onto the numbered box.”
The students frantically looked around for the box, but they saw nothing. But their questions were answered when the floor suddenly lit up with the number 1, as Aaron Tan’s name was read. He hesitated to step on the square. The soldier yelled at him to hurry up and pointed his gun at him. Aaron was frightened, and he did as he was told. He stepped on the square. A second square lit up next to him with the number 2, and Aaron Chen’s name was read. And it proceeded slowly until Mark stepped on the 25th square, and it was complete.
“Good. Now, I will explain the rules of this program. I will not repeat myself, so you are expected to listen carefully.
You will each be given a weapon randomly and some bread and a bottle in a haversack. The bread can only last you one day. For water, you are expected to refill that at any of the water coolers set around the school.
Only one of you can survive this program. With your given weapons, or however you wish to execute your killings, you are to kill each other until only one person is left standing, and he will be given the chance to live and escape from this place.”
Everyone was stunned. The menacing voice went on.
“The entire school grounds is your playground. However, boundaries have been clearly outlined, dividing the school into many portions. After some time, I will make an announcement marking certain areas as danger zones. This will help to narrow the playing field. You can’t hide forever. If you step into a danger zone or out of the compound, or attempt to destroy any of the public announcement speakers, your collar will detonate and explode. No prizes for guessing what happens to you.”
Bor Ray lost control. “Who the hell are you? What are you doing to us?”
“Quiet. This is the Battle Royale Survival Program. Such idiocy will not be tolerated.”
“Who are you?” Bor Ray firmly asked again.
“I will not reveal my identity. You can refer to me in a generic term. Like Big Brother. Like Charlie. Like The Boss,” said the voice. “A generic, simple name.”
There was a moment of silence.
“You can call me… Bob.”
Chapter 2
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