The terminal door swung open with a sharp click.
A group of masked men poured in behind the crowd—laser guns held up high, the muzzles angled to control. They began forcing everyone into order, driving people into three lines.
Galenka's instincts snapped. She immediately pulled the two children close and wrapped her arms around them, shielding them with her body.
Rocco and Richard were separated into a different line.
When everyone had been herded inside the loading platform, the playful female voice returned—light and cheerful, like it was enjoying the fear.
[Now, before you input the number, here is a riddle for you to solve. It's tied to your survival.
You'll be given a tablet. Enter your chosen number from 1 to 100.
But remember—once the same number is chosen, those who picked that number will be eliminated immediately.]
Galenka swallowed hard. "Is this… a game of roller coaster or math?"
The announcer giggled.
[This is a game of pure luck and thrill.]
