I pack the car. I am hoping I get better quality supplies that last games. If I don't, I am screwed. This is one of the most dangerous roles and I have no protection. Kathy is doing the games this time. She is confident with her occupation she can win this time round. She survived last round, just by "Josh saving her". Josh knows he didn't save her. Josh knows he won't do anything to help Kathy's sake.

I hear the speaker phone. I touch my car. Anything the players touch gets to go with them. It can work for your advantage – a sweet killing spot. Or a spot so you just get your car's ashes back. I've seen it done many round before, it's like a pattern that's keep on happening or history repeating itself.

The teleportation field goes which makes my go to sleep. Well, not really sleep. I just have heavy eyelids that don't want to get off my eye. I pull my fingers to help my put my eyelids up. I know I can't pull them up for long so I look down. My clothing changes. My hair changes. I look rich. I look fancier.

My pants turn from jeans to a brown skirt, starts high then goes lower. It has a belt for utilities and a dark brown stripe that pokes out going around from the top to bottom, not forming a zig zag pattern though. The stripe looks like it's about to grow some leaves. My plain white tee turns into a cropped shirt like my pants. Except, it has pockets. I put one hand in, dropping an eyelid. It's cushioned. I put my hand in deeper. I pull out a maggot.

Suddenly, there is a big boom sound. My ears ring. I can finally open my eyes though. I sit up. I am laying on a bed. It is a wooden bed, like all the house is. They used a tree for the bed head. It has some pink flowers on them and a lot of green leaves. The sheets are woven out of flowers and then compressed so it is flat. It doesn't look that comfortable.

I look out the window. Yet again, made out of a tree. It looks amazing. It's made out of one tree that connects to the bed head. The walls are a light but strong orange. The roof is arched, but not made out of trees. I see the door, it is an old looking door. I don't think I could open it. I try anyways but surprisingly it opens. Outside is woven flowers, like the bed sheets that are paths. It leads to an octagon. On it, is a tree that goes straight then out to the right. Hanging down is a vine in a rope. It is used for trials.

"All competitors to their houses! We will go through the rules using the book provided! The games will start tomorrow, 8 sharp! Be there or you will commit suicide!" The speaker phone sturdily said.

I go to my house and throw the sheets off the bed. They book is always there. Each year, there's a new rule or perk so we have to read the rules every time. I stare at the book. There is blood all over it. I wipe it with my purple streak of hair. It says on the front cover: ZE ZALMIGHTY ZRULE ZBOOK. I open it too the first page. It says:

Dear Contestant,

Welcome to the annual games where you compete for the team gold! As you may know, Layla, you have chosen the role: MAFIOSO. The mafia's identity is kept a secret. The players this round are:

Layla

Kathy

John

Josh

Kyle

Nick

Diablo

Ashleigh

Mark

Kai

James

Mary

Jillian

Ginger

Alice

William

Samuel

Samantha

Hayley

Zac

The rules are:

NO KILLING IF YOU'RE NOT A KILLING ROLE

NO SCREAMING

NO TRIALING OUT OF NO EVIDENCE OF ROLE

NO GAMETHROWING

USE COMMON SENSE

Thank you and have a lovely games!

I put down the book. I don't know who the mafia is this time round. I don't know anything. I don't know who to vote guilty on the trial anymore. I feel empty. I feel hollow. I lie down in my bed. The cover scratches me. This is going to be a long 21 days.