Pre-Game

The lights turned on in a concrete room with three seta of bunk beds. The occupants slowly waking as an army bugle began to play.

Bill shot straight up as he hit his head on the bottom of the bunk, “Oww!” The big guy was nearly falling out of his bunk already.

Jacob was jumping down his perch to the ground. “Watch your head fatso,” he said with a grin.

“Where are we?” Came a woman’s voice from next to them. Alice was already scanning the room for any bit of information she could glean.

“You signed up to win money too?” Tyson said, he was sitting on his top bunk towering over the other contestants.

Zack, an asian man in his late twenties, stood from his floor level bed, “Yeah… seems like we’ve gotten ourselves in some sort of squid game situation,” he said. “They couldn’t even afford good knock off uniforms.”

“Ain’t that the truth,” said Chris on the bunk above him. “Did anyone see any of this shit mentioned in the documents we signed?”

Everyone shook their head though Bill was a little hesitant.

“I didn’t even see what the company who wrote it was named,” Bill said.

“I think there was something about recording us?” Alice said looking at four cameras mounted just out of reach if they stood on the top bunks. “Clearly we have an audience.”

As the bugling stopped, Steel shutters across from them opened up and twelve women in pink uniforms and black masks. The best description would be slutty Halloween squid game uniforms. Each carried what seemed like a pink paintball gun. The leader was a raven haired woman in a purple gown.

“Welcome,” she said , “You’ve each signed up for the first annual Slut Game.”

“Slut game?” Tyson asked.

“Yes, and please leave all questions to the end of my presentation,” she gave an anime head tilt that seemed to be saying ‘I’m winking’. “The competition is simple each round you will play a serious of games. The winners will go on to the next round. The loser or losers will be eliminated. Those who make it to the end will split the $1 Billion dollars prize pool.”

“The games will be kept hidden from you until you enter the gaming arena. Ties are allowed, but losers will be eliminated. If any one cheats, hurts an employee of the game, or is deemed breaking the spirit of the game you will be eliminated… any questions?”

Tyson raised his hand, “Is this like Squid Game where we die if we are eliminated?”

“No,” Naomi said flatly, “We do not wish any of you to come to harm. Any attempt to harm one another fatally will be punished with elimination.”

“So we are free to go if anything happens we don’t like?”

“Yes, but any forfeiture will count as elimination. You are allowed to leave if you wish.”

“Why is it called the Slut Game?” Alice asked.

Naomi laughed, “As you can see we have taken a sexy little twist to this game show. And the games may have a sexy little twist also…” she pressed a finger to her ear, “I am told that’s all we have time for for questions. Please enjoy a complimentary meal, as well as drinks before the first round.”

The guards pulled out a cart with 6 brown bags. Each contained a bottled soda, a cheese burger, and French fries.