Fear gripped Billy as he scrambled for a quick lie. “I–I’m just following the boss’s instructions. He ordered me to check the building and report anomalies, if any,” Billy stammered nervously. “Anomalies? What kind of anomalies? Did he say anything specific?” the guard asked. “Not sure, man. But the orders are important,” Billy replied, trying his best to sound convincing. Finally, the man relented. Billy couldn’t believe his luck, and he continued down the corridor. He stumbled upon a dimly lit office and walked inside, only to gasp in horror.Video feeds from surveillance cameras showed that the other guards had found the tied-up guard in the contestants’ bathroom, and they were all looking for Billy now. Billy’s heart raced as his eyes darted around the room for a phone. Finally, he spotted an old telephone on the cluttered desk. He had just dialed the cops when the door burst open. Billy gasped in shock when he recognized the man who entered. It was the customer with poor vision from the store. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” Billy asked nervously. The man smirked. “You’re a man of questions, Billy! Well, let me educate you. We are nothing but pawns in a game of survival…orchestrated by the wealthy elite, individuals who have seen and experienced everything the world has to offer. But they hunger for more…for the thrill of human desperation and survival. “The contestants were carefully picked…desperate souls like you…You want money for your wife’s treatment, don’t you? It’s a game of the survival of the fittest, Billy.
