A tan skinned male stood in the middle of a dark room. The man wore a green shirt with a blue jacket. A grey scarf was wrapped around his neck. He had black shoes on and a pair of blue jeans. His black hair was presentable, but nothing too special. He looked at the camera with blue eyes and a light smile.
The room was colored mainly black, but red trap doors were littered all around the area creating three circles surrounding the male. The outer circle had twenty trap doors, each with a touch screen monitor and a red button to the right. The middle circle had five trap doors, with the same set up. Finally, only about 3 feet apart each from him, were two trap doors, except there was no monitor, simply the red button in front of them.
The male finally began to speak after the camera panned around the room, giving many looks around the room. "Greetings." The man spoke, "My name is Tristan Darren. Welcome to Circle." Tristan starts slowly walking around the room, "Here, twenty people will compete for a grand total of one hundred thousand dollars." He turned around and pointed up into the darkness. A graphic shows up in white text, a few feet off the ground, reading "$100,000". Re-adjusting his scarf, Tristan turned back to the camera. "They don't have to play a game, however. No competition decides who walks away with the money. Instead, they decide who gets the money."
Tristan continues walking, reaching the outer circle of 20 trap door set ups. He moves his hand over one of the monitors, "They simply choose who leaves with the money, by choosing who doesn't… one, by one, by one…" He slowly turns around and starts walking back towards the middle. "However, if they cannot agree. The money can be taken away." The graphic showing $100,000 suddenly turns red and quickly starts to decrease in intervals of $250, with each drop taking less than a second to occur.
"The twenty must decide quickly. The longer they take, the less there is. If in the end, they cannot decide who takes the money… No one will…" The graphic quickly fast forwards the decreasing process, reaching $0 in about one second. Tristan makes it back to the middle two trap door set ups. "Only one can take it all… It's a stressful game… Not one that everyone can complete." Tristan steps onto the trap door and reaches his hand up, "In fact, some people may even choose to walk away from it all."
He reaches for the red button in front of him and presses it. A siren blares as a red light shines from above down onto him. Tristan looks directly into the camera and smirks, "Let's play Circle." Suddenly, the trap door opens from underneath him and he falls out of frame before the camera fades to black.