Bound By The Game (BBTG)

-Game Start-

*....* do (...) thinking

It started as a normal evening—just ten friends looking for a way to kill time. The sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the empty streets as they gathered at Raiza’s house.

john Oliver

let's play something different tonight guys!!

John suggested, leaning forward with a smirk. He pulled out a dusty, unmarked box from his backpack.

john Oliver

I found this in my attic. No instructions, no rules. We just… play.

The others exchanged skeptical glances, but curiosity won. One by one, they sat in a circle, placing their hands on the cold wooden board inside the box. As soon as Raiza touched it, a strange chill ran down her spine.

Shahanna

Okay, so how do we start?

Her voice light, but her fingers twitched slightly against the board.

john Oliver

*shrug* Let’s just say… we begin.

The moment he spoke the words, the lights flickered. A deep, resonant thud echoed through the room, like a door slamming shut—except no one had moved. Then, the air around them shifted, heavy and suffocating.

And the game began.