Needs a Name Chapter Two:

For a few seconds, my mind was like this:

What the heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell.

Except exchange “hell” for a word that begins with an F.

And then the silence suddenly broke, like glass shattered into a million pieces. Enraged yells erupted from everyone’s mouth, including mine.

“What do you mean?”

“This isn’t funny!”

“I’m going to sue your ass!”

Ect., ect.

And then the man raised his hand and shut everyone up. Literally. My jaw was snapped shut, and I couldn’t open it no matter how much I scratched and pulled. The same applied for the other couple hundred people around me.

“Listen,” the man commands. “This is important.”

Suddenly, images were running inside my head. Pictures of the helmets, pictures of people lying in hospitals with helmets, and new articles shouting, “Helmet Emergency: 346 people held hostage.” and “Heaven’s Forge Scandal“.

Oh. My. God.

“As you can see, I have you all under my control. I can kill you all, very easily, with just a thought. The helmets have been hijacked by the Heaven’s Forge program, and are capable of sending strong electric shocks to your brain. If they are removed by force, you will die.”

He paused, letting it sink in.

“But don’t worry, I’m not interested in the murder of young people. This is still a game, and you can win. If you win, you will be set free. And the only way you can win is getting to the 100th dungeon, on the 100th level. If you lose, you die. It’s like real life, only more exciting.”

This can’t be happening. God, please no.

“And here’s the catch: The guild that defeats the 100th level is the only one that will be set free. Everyone else not in that guild will lose, and therefore, die. That way, everyone will be spurred into action. Good luck.”

And then the man was gone in the blink of an eye, and my jaw was released.

Everyone was screaming bloody murder. So loud and long I couldn’t even think. I slammed my hands over my ears.

Cait was shouting something at me, but I couldn’t hear her words. Only her mouth.

Lime doing do ease! She mouthed to me.

What? I mouthed back.

She began to say something, but her eyes suddenly widened as she looked behind me. I whirled around, just in time to be hit by a giant crush of people.

Everyone was panicking, stampeding, trampling. I was swept away in the whirlpool of people, pushed and prodded every which way. Cait grabbed onto my shoulder, her face to epitome of terror. Someone slammed into her and I lost Cait. I could only go along with the crowd, running and pushing for my life. My mind was divided into two: That part that was as crazy as everyone else, and the part that was thinking clearly.

Don’t fall down, you will die, said the responsible part.

Oh my God you’re doomed, we’re all gonna die, said the crazy, emotional part.

Fear won over logic, and I freaked out. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I didn’t see the wall until my head bounced off it. I blacked out, just for the teeniest second, and I fell over. People did not stop for me. Foot after foot hit my body, again and again, until I thought for sure I was going to die.

And then I’m being pulled, out of the sea of pain and into somewhere blissfully dark and cool.

“Moron, you’re going to die before the game even starts.”

My eyes fly open.

Crouched next to me, with his arms hanging over his knees, was a person I didn’t recognize. His bright black eyes observed me from underneath his dark hair.

I almost rained my thanks and gratitude and promises until I realized-

Cue recorded being scratched.

“Did you call me a moron?”

“Yeah,” he said dully, a finger twisting his hair absentmindedly.

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Okay done, rushed but whatever. School just ended for me so expect a ton more.

Also, comment if u want ur name to be included in this story. 

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One Response

  1. I wouldn’t mind being in it xP

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