Previously, Jennifer had grabbed a rather long string of heavy duty rope from the gift shop and placed it in the supply closet on the second floor.

As soon as she heard the killing game rules she knew just what she needed to do, anyways. Kill Hugh and get the hell out.

It was around [12:30pm], Soon Hugh and Roxie would be busy with their little events.

Jenny was up on the second floor of the hotel, in the staff break room with Woody, Myrion, Deirdre, and Max. Everyone was munching on their own snack or sipping on their own drink, just chatting to pass the time. Except Myrion, who couldn’t eat or drink.

“...And so that’s when I said ‘no dice!’” Max flashed everyone a grin.

“Heh, you sure got him good.” Jen gave a little chuckle before finishing off her drink.

“Good going, I guess.” Deirdre gave a little shrug. Max’s story didn’t particularly interest her.

The conversation continued for a bit, and Woody activated his simp powers.

A few more moments passed, and a quick look at the clock had shown it was about [12:40pm]. Jen, who just finished putting her dishes in the sink, went to the door towards the north elevator.

“I’m gonna take off. I’ve got a few things to check out. It might be our ticket out of here, who knows.”


With a wave, she went on her way...And right into the second floor supply closet. She took the rope and went straight to the first floor, luckily not bumping into anyone.

She just barely spotted Hugh, Ramon, Adel, Sam and Great Dragon head into the casino. Jen followed close behind but remained unnoticed. She went around the trapezoid rooms and ended up in the game room, and headed right to the storage room, unlocking it with her own personal staff key.

Using two iron bars kept inside, she blocked off the door to the bar, as well as the trapezoid room door that led to the bingo room. Hopefully this would keep people out, or slow them down.

Using a sandbag from the storage room as light weight, Jennifer tied it to the length of rope to it and tossed it over a bar in the ceiling, and picked it up again to tie it around the neck of the rather large statue of Hugh, leaving a bit of length dangling near the floor for later.

A quick glance at the clock had shown it was just around [1:00pm].

Making sure the rope was tight around the statue, Jen led the other end over the large slot machine, and into the staff room door, keeping it open with a larger sandbag.

She spent a few minutes with some final adjustments, making sure the other end lined up with the large opening at the top of the slot machine. A big enough hole for Hugh to fit in, thankfully.

Knowing Hugh better than anyone else, she knows he’d finish his bingo game right on time. A quick glance at the clock revealed it was [1:15pm], meaning it was only a matter of time until the others left, and Jen could act.

Slowly opening the hidden door after a few minutes, Jen found that Hugh was alone. Leaving the door open with a second sandbag, Jen took a large metal pipe, and struck Hugh on the back of the head before he could even react. Luckily enough it only took one hit to knock him out. Jen left the pipe hidden in the podium of the bingo room, and grabbed the length of rope, and tied it around Hugh’s neck.

Quickly, she charged back into the game room, and pulled on the length of rope tied to the statue, and ran out of the way as it tips over.

In one fluid motion, Hugh was flung out of the bingo room, through the storage room, and ended up hanging from the high ceiling in the game room, dangling right above the opening in the large slot machine…

Thinking fast, she quickly hurried back into the storage room, and closed both the doors. The loud thud of the statue falling surely was heard across the whole hotel. It was only a matter of time before someone came across the body…

A few minutes passed and Jennifer heard the announcement from Lucy…

“Attention attention! A body has been discovered! All currently surviving contestants, please make your way towards the game room in the casino!”

Jennifer waited a few more moments before heading through the bingo room using her staff key to access the door, just as she did before, and joined the group in the game room, ready to act surprised…

On her way back into the casino, she spotted Dale heading to the gift shop. He didn’t seem to notice her. Thinking back, Devin remembered Dale ended up getting one of those staff keys from Ace. That might be her ticket out of here, somehow, she thought.

Thinking quickly, Devin followed Dale around the gift shop, avoiding being seen at all costs, though unfortunately didn’t seem to avoid being heard. Good thing Dale’s a bit of a freak, and seemed far too distracted to care.

Dale was on his way out of the gift shop, carrying a bucket and a few pool noodles. On her way out, she checked the clock. [1:05pm].

Devin followed Dale to the kitchen. Just as he unlocked the door, Devin pushed him into the kitchen, and shut the door right away, trapping him inside, leaving Dale’s key and junk he took from the gift shop behind.

Score.

Devin took Dale’s key and quietly went right back to the gift shop.

”Alright, enough of that shit!” King shouted. “Pull the lever, Queen! It’s time to put this broad in the ground!”

Queen stretched one of her arms to grab a kind-of-nearby lever. “Jennifer Wolfe, congrats on being the first killer on our little program! Unfortunately, you got caught! So… see ya!”

Before Jenny could even respond, Queen pulled the lever, and the floor dropped out from under the cocktail waitress.

“W-where’d she g-go?” asked Tsubasa.

“Worry not, my friends,” Ace said while gesturing to a giant screen behind him. “You can all see it play out in real-time!”

On the screen, Jenny was seen sitting in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair and at a table. The room looked like a rather dirty concrete basement. Jenny struggled against her binds, but it was a fruitless effort. Heavy footsteps were heard approaching from the darkest corner of the room, with the source eventually revealed to be a familiar bowtie-wearing robot.

“Cups?! No!” Woody shouted.

“I wanted him to get a little… stress relief. Between no vacation days and Jenny always trying to be better than him, I imagine that he has a bit of pent-up aggression,” Ace said nonchalantly.

Back in the basement-like room, Jenny continued to struggle as Cups approached the table. In each of his hands was a bottle of wine. She tried to speak to him, but whatever she wanted to say was cut short by the breaking of one bottle against the table, leaving shards of glass and a mess of wine all over it. He broke the other bottle on the top of Jenny’s skull, causing her to scream obscenities at him as she desperately hung on to consciousness.

Blood dripped down the side of her head and her world began to spin. The robot went around the table, positioning himself behind Jenny’s chair. In one swift motion, he tore the ropes that held her and grabbed her by the hair with an iron grip. He made sure she was able to see the mess of glass and wine in front of her very clearly.

“Cups… Don’t, please…” she begged, knowing he wasn’t going to let up. The droid pulled back on her head, forcing her to lean back. For a moment, there was silence in the room. Neither Jenny nor Cups made a sound. Even back in the trial room, a person would’ve been able to hear a pin drop.

“I’m… sorry...” Jenny muttered.

Cups began to emit a whirring sound, almost as if he was charging up. Almost instantly, Jenny’s head found itself pressed against the table. The force behind the robot’s arm was enough to break her nose on impact. Glass pierced her skin, and the wounds stung from the wine. Her breathing became staggered as her nose welled up with blood, and she could feel tears mix the blood on her face. Cups lifted up her head and repeated the motion. Again. And again. And again, to the point where Jennifer Wolfe was no longer recognizable due to the heavy bruising and bleeding.

But, she was still alive, a fact that both pleased and frustrated the machine. He picked her up by the next and lifted her out of the chair, kicking it over in frustration. Her body was nearly limp, and he made his way to the back wall very slowly.

The wall, which was mostly concrete, was terribly filthy. Clusters of spider eggs could be seen in several places and there was a thick layer of dirt and debris. If you were to run your finger through it, it’d come up black. Cups gently pressed the woman’s face on it, covering one of her bloody cheeks in the black dust. He slowly pulled her head back and, with a sickening crack, forced it to collide with the concrete. All that remained of Jennifer’s once-pretty face were scattered pieces of skull and a bloody pulp on the wall and floor.

The camera feed went black, and it was clear Jennifer Wolfe was no more.

Jenny’s money has been added to the pot! That brings the total up to $12900!

Game Champions:

Myrion +$4300
Woody +$4300
Dale +$4300

Game Champions also get +1 FTE Request in the coming chapter.

Game Scrub:

Ramon -100 Good Boy Points, +100 spiders waiting for him while he sleeps

HSG RANK: A+

LEADERBOARD

1. μ-r10v (Myrion)
-BP = 2
-$6090
2. Dale Fades
-BP = 0
-$5200
3. Woody Vernell
-BP = 2
-$4800
4. Adel Wagner
-BP = 1
-$3900
5. Ramon Aki
-BP = 1
-$3400
6. Maxwell “Max” Montgomery
-BP = 2
-$2050
7. Luke Malley
-BP = 2
-$1900
8. Roxanne "Roxie" Trudeau
-BP = 2
-$1675
9. Ruby Colyer
-BP = 2
-$1350
10. Great Dragon
-BP = 2
-$1150
11. Tsubasa Hirabayashi
-BP = 2
-$1100
12. Devin Lewellen
-BP = 1
-$900
13. Samuel "Sam" Lockmeister
-BP = 0
-$900
14. Ryleigh Valentina
-BP = 3
-$500
15. Deirdre Durand
-BP = 3
-$200
16. Jennifer Wolfe (DECEASED)
-BP = 1
-$0

“Marie! Marie!” shouted a voice. It came from a large, balding man sitting on a shoddy couch in a shoddy living room wearing shoddy clothes.

“What? What is it, Anthony?!” shouted another, this time from the kitchen. It was very nasally.

“Get in here, you’ll never believe this!”

“Alright, alright, I’m comin’!” said the other voice. A woman hurried into the living room, still wearing curlers in her hair and a bathrobe. “Your breakfast is never gonna get made if you keep callin’ me in here, y’know.”

“Yeah, yeah, but get this, alright? This program, this show,” he said, gesturing at the small television in front of him. “This freakin’ thing was, uh, that Stakes guy’s show, right?”

“Hugh Stakes? The millionaire? Why, that guy’s got a moustache bigger than your--”

“YEAH, HUGH STAKES, ALRIGHT?” he said with frustration. “Anyway, this here program has these, uh, contestants. Originally, they were s’posed to win cash, and I mean loads of cash.”

“Yeah, I remember. We watched the first episode together the other day.”

“Right, so, then this crazy green guy took over, and the whole thing’s been taking a spin! Now they’ve gotta kill each other to escape! Can you believe that?”

“Oh my God,” said Marie, clutching her chest. “How horrible!”

“I know, right? God, I can’t wait to see the next episode. Do you know what happened in this one?”

“No, what?”

“Mr. Stakes died! I swear to God, it was the craziest shit I’ve ever seen in my life, and I went to high school with Ernie the Freak!”

“Oh, that Ernie... “

“Yeah, that Ernie sure was something else…”

“So, when’s the next episode?”

“Uh, it should start streaming soon. That’s what the TV Guide says, anyway. They’re doing some weird cafeteria shit right now. Must just be B-roll footage or something.”

Marie returned to the kitchen. “Alright, well, let me finish breakfast and we’ll sit down and watch it together.”

“Hey, do me a favor? Don’t burn my fuckin’ eggs this time!” Anthony shouted.

“You’re lucky I don’t piss in them, you fuckin’ asshole!”

“You’re lucky I don’t divorce you and leave you in the fuckin’ dirt you rancid bitch!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck you!"