Witnessing the gruesome death that took Seok Jin’s life terrified them, and the thought that one of them might die by being forced to shoot themselves in the head was sadistic beyond words.   “W- why do we have to keep playing these games?” Mi Joo questioned. Her legs were trembling terribly and she had to hold the staircase’s handle in order to sustain herself. “Can’t we just choose to let the games be?”   “We went over this so many times before,” Soo Jung said, starting to lose her patience. Every passing second was precious. “We don’t have enough food to survive for long.”   “Well… I watched a movie whereby a group of people became cannibals in order to preserve life a little bit longer,” Mi Joo blurted out without much thinking, watching the disgust on their faces.   “Are you actually suggesting us to eat Seok Jin’s dead body? How sick and twisted can you be?” Ji Ae retorted loudly, looking at the other girl as if her presence was filth in sight.   “He’s dead anyway,” Mi Joo mumbled inaudibly and was quickly pulled away from their circle by Ho Seok.   “She’s mentally unstable. Let’s not attack each other,” Ye In attempted to calm them down.   “Besides, there is no way to escape this game,” Nam Joon suddenly remarked, gaining everyone’s attention. “If you noticed, Seok Jin was shot by an arrow none of us expected. That means the Game Master was watching us and is capable of attacking us at any moment.”   “So we could get killed even if we play the game?” Ho Seok asked in rage. Everything he had believed so far was partially a lie. If he survived until the end, who was to say the Game Master wouldn’t be greeting him with a sickle in his hand?   “Does that mean he is in this house together with us?” Ji Ae posed a question that got them thinking. Silence fell upon them. Considering the number of mysterious and locked up rooms, the possibility that one concealed the Game Master was very likely.   “What if we hide and ambush the Game Master when he appears to attack us?” Ye In suddenly suggested. “There are no cameras to show our whereabouts, right?”   When others started to see her idea as another hopeful solution, Tae Hyung hated to be the one bursting their bubble.   “That won’t be possible,” he muttered lowly. Despite his faint mumbling, the others heard him loud and clear.   “Why?” Mi Joo demanded. Her face were so red and swollen from tears she no longer looked like the elegant lady they usually saw performing on stage.   “Because there are actually cameras installed everywhere,” Tae Hyung confessed.   “Really? I thought you said there were none,” Jung Kook frowned.   “None to the human eye,” Tae Hyung sighed and shut his eyes. “But I did some experimentations last night. I began to measure the sound sources in the house, and it turns out it picked up several external input devices. This means there are cameras that not only records our movements, but also our speech.”   “Can’t we detect the camera’s location using your program?” Nam Joon asked.   “I can only pick up a rough estimation of the audio input source, but I can’t exactly pinpoint its location,” Tae Hyung said regretfully.   “And we can be sure these cameras aren’t for broadcast,” Ye In spoke, remembering the fact none of the TV channels she watched broadcasted this game. “There goes our plan to ambush him.”   “The Game Master is watching our every move. We need to be careful,” Jung Kook concluded.   Yoon Gi rolled his eyes lazily, not knowing why he coped up with these bunch of irresponsible idiots. He descended the stairs to do what he should’ve done all along.   “Where are you going?” Of course it was Myung Eun who questioned him.   Yoon Gi halted and turned to her with a smirk. The others were staring along, and he genuinely hoped they’d be smart enough to understand their only chance of getting out.   “To play the game, of course.”     One person holds the gun; pull once, twice, or thrice and then you’re done. Hand it over to the player on your right; there is no need to be polite. Figure out the appointed number before it’s due, if survival is what you pursue. You may find them some place familiar, try looking between the room’s pillar.   The second mission repeated in Yoon Gi’s head like a chant. The rhyme was quite literal with the clues it gave out, judging on the electrifying surprise that bathed Seok Jin in doom.   He could make out the Russian Roulette game was mixed with the traditional game known as Baskin Robbins 31. Every player got a chance to say either one, two, or three numbers during their their turn to add up to the previous person’s count. The player who ended up calling out 31 would lose. In this case, the number wasn’t 31, and the punishment was immediate death.   “Try looking between the room’s pillar,” Yoon Gi muttered to himself, in search for the next clue. He had been standing in front of his room for the longest time. He tried looking for a crack in the wall, some secret handle he could push, or anything that looked out of the ordinary, but to no avail. The appointed number had to be hidden somewhere.   Maybe the room’s pillar didn’t refer to the wall space between the two rooms. Perhaps it was the door that uphold a room as if it was a pillar. But everything looked so ordinary with the olden style wooden door. It had their names on a laminated paper taped in front, but that was all.   “Unless…”   Yoon Gi finally noticed something odd about the supposedly ordinary sight. The names were well treated in laminated papers. They were even pasted on the door using such great precision at a perfect 90 degree angle. So why would such a fancy signature receive the poor treatment of being stuck on the door using cheap transparent tapes he could easily find at any dollar store? The value didn’t match up.   It was almost as if those names weren’t meant to stick on the door forever.   His fingers reached out to the paper plastered on his door and gently removed it. He heard the tape unsticking itself around the corners. In no time, he had retrieved the seemingly ordinary looking paper. And upon turning it around, was met with the clue to the appointed number.   The alphabet   “What is that?” A sudden female voice caught him off guard.   Yoon Gi was surprised he was even capable of being surprised and had to give some props to Myung Eun for achieving that. Though she may seem ditzy, her presence was sometimes so mysterious.   “Did you find the clue?” Myung Eun assumed correctly.   Sometimes it made Yoon Gi truly wonder whether her ditzy persona was the true her or just a cover up for the genius that laid within.   “You should check if you have the same clue or whether it’s different,” he told her and showed his paper so she knew what to look for. If there was someone he could manipulate, it was her.   Luckily, Myung Eun’s room wasn’t located too far away from his. So she quickly sprinted to her room, took off the nameplate, and returned to him with a vague expression.   “Mine says 2 June.” She showed him.   “The clues are all different,” Yoon Gi realized. “We should look at the others’ before they get their hands on it.”   Myung Eun diligently obeyed his orders and they spread out to read and write down what was written on the other’s paper. Everyone had a different clue, and for some it was even more confusing.   It was until he reached Ji Soo’s room when the door opened the exact moment he wanted to snatch her nameplate. Their eyes met, and for once he showed slight panic in front of her.   Ji Soo was sharp and immediately noted the stack of name plates in his hand. “What are you doing?”   “We’re collecting the clue for the next game. You should come join us!” Myung Eun’s friendly invitation before Yoon Gi could even utter a word proved to him she was not a genius—not at all.   “Clues?” Ji Soo raised her eyebrows and took the paper with her name from his hand by force. She turned the paper around and read the word ‘Rhombicuboctahedron.’   “What the heck?”   “You can keep that, cause I am sure no one could get the number based on that,” Yoon Gi scoffed at her.   “You saw my clue, at least let me see yours!” She insisted and began pulling on his arm. Yoon Gi partially used his strength to keep the girl away. He was not planning on cooperating with her.   “Let go of me, you freak!”   “We need to work together, you self-centered jerk!”   Myung Eun wasn’t sure what to do when the two had their arms locked over the other’s neck. Rather than dying of the second game, these two might end up killing each other first.   “What’s going on?” Ho Seok opened his room, revealing Mi Joo and Tae Hyung who walked out with him.   Even the others quickly ascended upstairs to see what all the ruckus and yelling was about. Knowing the cause were Yoon Gi and Ji Soo, they were less than surprised. But the stack of paper in Yoon Gi’s hand did make things more suspicious.   “What are those?” Tae Hyung asked.   “Clues for the second mission. This guy has been hogging them all!” Ji Soo shouted in the midst of pulling his red dyed hair.   As if on cue, Nam Joon ran forward to retrieve the paper from Yoon Gi’s hand and returned it to their respective owners. He didn’t care when the move left a soft cut and the red-haired hissed in pain.   “You guys don’t even know how to play this game properly!” He shouted at them in frustration. They were all help