|Amani|

That was a long fall. Probably an hour. Luckily, she landed safely on the ground. Amani was struggling to remember how she ended up here in the first place.

She walked around the dark rocky pit. Someone was crying. She immediately runs towards the sound. There lies a girl, bearing a red dress with silky white fabric across it, and a perfect blonde hairstyle that could have coated more than Amani's house.

"Are you okay?" she asks. "Nooo!" she wails. "We're dead, Am!" the girl cries. Amani remembered what happened. She and this girl both had been in some sort of murderous game. It was like the game Mafia, but real deaths. That's why they were here.

They had died. Both of them. Amani remembered her death. A brutal betrayal from Reza. Replaying it in her head strangely brought pain to her abdomen, where she was stabbed. The girl, Charlotte, was voted out by the others. She was then poisoned as a result. Amani found the whole thing cruel.

Chills ran down Amani's back. "Wait, how are we here then?!" she asked frantically. "We're dead! We're obviously in the afterlife!" Charlotte yelled. Silence.

"Oh... Where's everyone else...?" she asked. "Over there, I believe." Charlotte pointed. The two walk over and notice other people severely wounded. They all were in the same game.

"W-we can't stay here! Maybe there's a way out!" Amani insists. "Rumor has it there is, but only a fool would actually believe it to be true." A figure says. Amani looks and notices it's the one who killed her in the first place.

"We have to! I don't know about you, but I have people in the living world who need me!" Amani says. It wasn't a very good comeback, but the words seemed to have stung because Reza's expression turned from angry to hurt.

"...So you do? Alright, good. You'll help me then." Amani said. Not asked. Said. "Fine," Reza said. "Rumor has it that to get out, we keep walking, and we'll find a river..." His voice drifted off. "Hm?" Amani asked. "I think I'll remember as we go," Reza said.

"Alright. Everyone! Let's get moving!" Amani calls. Murmurs of denial rose. "Did I stutter?" Amani snaps. The eight other people rise and walk over to Amani. "Alright...Lead the way." Amani says to Reza.

Reza picks up an abandoned lantern and lights it with a piece of flint from the floor. "Follow me." He says calmly to the group, and they all walk with him.