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DOCORONPA R

CHAPTER ONE

[Daily life]

Following MonoMaton's chilling announcement, things remained relatively quiet for the following week.

The group settled into their sleep-away camp environment, their stay almost beginning to resemble a vacation.

A daily routine was immediately set. The group met 3 times a day for scheduled meals, provided by Monomaton, then dispersed back into their cliques between said meals.

Drummer's cabin grew much closer throughout this week. Social Star and Bartender would gossip amongst themselves to pass time, with PT chiming in on occasion to frantically agree with Social Star.

If PT was the third wheel, that made Drummer the spare. She barely got a word in when the whole group was united.

Though she appreciated the girls' company, Drummer had found the most kinship in her passing moments with Marine Biologist.

Drummer never held her attention for long though, as she'd always quickly return to the side of Ice Skater. The two spent most of their time exploring the woods, separate from the rest of the group. Ice Skater's opinion of the group had clearly soured after she failed to secure a leadership position.

The closest thing the group had to a leader by that point was Salesman. It seemed that any activity Salesman took part in, people would follow. His care free attitude helped to keep much of the cast calm and united.

Streamer and Welder had become a menacing duo, spending their time trying to get a rise out of whoever they could. They found the most success in Trucker, often with the help of Sailor.

Sailor quickly found a stash of booze in the craft hall , begging Bartender to use her talent for "good of the group". She resisted at first, only agreeing after she was promised physical protection by him.

When Sailor wasn't with the gruesome twosome or hunting for booze, he could be found with Daredevil and Ghost Hunter. The boys had become incredibly close in their short time there, Daredevil and Streamer working hard to get Ghost Hunter out of his shell.

Cowboy and Cadet spent their days exploring the permitter, hunting for any means of escape. They did join with the gang at sundown, though Cowboy usually didn't stay long due to Welder and Streamer's shenanigans.

Rebel drifted in and out of the picture, joining the group as he pleased. While most of the group seemed to have forgotten the gravity of their situation, Rebel maintained the same caution.

A week passed in what felt like the blink of an eye. The stress of a killing game almost completely fading into the background, the cast finally began to let themselves truly unwind.

This would all change after day 7.

That morning, the group gathered for breakfast as they always did. Each student slowly trickled in, with Rebel being the last to sit for his meal.

After the class had all gathered and began eating, Salesman rose with a proposition: a beach day.

He suggested the whole class take a trip down to the lake for moral, and surprisingly most of the cast agreed. The only nay-sayers being Ice Skater, Rebel and Trucker.

After minimal peer pressure Trucker caved and agreed to join. He was shortly followed by Ice Skater, seemingly to separate herself from Rebel.

With Rebel being the only hold out Salesman moved on with the plans, beginning to discuss what food and supplies they should bring.

To the surprise of everybody but Salesman, Rebel began chiming in about what should be brought. And suddenly it seemed the whole group was in for a day trip to the beach.

The group dispersed after agreeing to meet by the lake at sunset.

Drummer attempted to get a word in with Marine Biologist on their way out, only to be completely ignored in leu of Ice Skater's brooding.

Drummer headed back to the cabin, her new friends continuing to interrupt any attempt she made to chime in.

Slowly, the idea of a lake trip began to appeal less and less to her. Eventually she silently decided to bow out of the plans, secretly hoping some others would do the same.

The day passed, and the girls of cabin 1 got completely dressed and ready for their beach trip without noticing Drummer wasn't doing the same.

They only questioned if she was joining them at the door, where she quietly said she'd pass with minimal backlash.

The girls left, and Drummer solemnly lied back down for a nap.

...

A hand gently tapped Drummer's shoulder, her eye's fluttering open. Her eyes focused in on Salesman, who stood above her in his beach attire. Personal Trainer stood silently behind him, tiredly staring at Drummer.

Salesman asked why she hadn't attended the beach day, Drummer attempting to skirt the question and go back to sleep.Salesman continued pressing the issue. Leaning in with his care free smirk, his chilling eye contact quickly broke her down.

Panicking at the passive aggressive confrontation, Drummer cautiously agreed to join in on the "fun".

The three traveled back to the beach finding a beautiful summer scene awaiting them.

As the group enjoyed their secluded summer evening, a dreadfully sweet voice boomed through the air.

The campers heads spun towards the trees, where hidden speakers sprawled throughout the camp blared a message from MonoMaton. His statement was clear, all campers were to meet back at the cabins immediately or face sudden death.

Panic shot through the crowd, quickly being quelled by a firm order from Cowboy to follow the plushies demands.

Following these orders, the cast headed back toward the base camp.

....

The cast arrived to an odd scene of several MonoMatons setting up what seemed to be a projection system. A massive silver screen had been draped, with cheap lawn chairs strewn about for the campers to claim.

Once their crude theater was properly constructed, MonoMaton cheerily announced a movie night.

The cast attempted to chime in, but the plushie refused any questions on what they would be viewing.

The cast took their seats around the screen as MonoMaton inserted an unmarked disc. The screen flashed on, the image Drummer's family spread across the massive screen.

Tears in her eyes, her mother begged for the release of her daughter. Before her statement could be completed, the screen cut to another family giving a similar tearful message.

The group stayed silent, wide eyes glued to the screen as family after family begged for their safe return. The brief mentions of ransom money and a foreign terrorist cell caught the groups attention, feeding into the gravity of their situation.

After sixteen heart-wrenching clips of friends and family, the screen cut to black. White text scrawled across the black canvas, "Eat or be eaten".

The group stood silent, shocked by what they'd just been shown.

Welder cut him off with a guttural cry, launching themselves towards MonoMaton in a fury. Before they could reach the stuffed sheep, Cowboy intercepted them, warning Welder to calm down before they got hurt with a low tremble in his voice.

Welder struggled in his arms, screaming profanities into the crowd. The cast watched on in shock as their camp's most laid back member unraveled before their eyes.

Before others could join in the panic, Ice Skater stepped up toward the front of the group.

She spoke with gravitas and efficiency, announcing that this group would devolve into chaos with no leader.

Immediately appointing herself as said leader, she announced a mandatory curfew for the group to follow.

While campers like Rebel and Trucker were clearly scuffed by the idea of having to take orders from Ice Skater, they chose to bite their tongues given the situation.

With the sun setting around them, she ordered the cast back to their cabins. In a state of shock, the cast shuffled back to their beds. Few more words were spoken that night.

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After hours of tossing and turning, Drummer had given up on sleeping that night. Rising from from her bunk, she quietly snuck out the cabin door, making her way to the Food Hall for a late night beverage.

On her walk back, she heard a rustle in the trees, as if something approaching from the woods nearby.

Ducking behind a cabin, Drummer watched as Marine Biologist came sprinting from the trees, panic in her eyes.

Drummer cautiously stepped out, drawn to help the distressed girl. She slowly moved forward until Marine Biologist finally took notice of her, silently motioning her closer.

Marine Biologist, out of breath, took Drummer by the hand, whispering that she saw something suspicious happening at the archery range.

The cautiously girls made their way over, exchanging nothing but fearful glances on the trek to the scene.

Eventually settling behind a tree on the far side of the range, the girls peeked through the foliage. 50 feet in front of them, Cowboy and Welder stood in the in the moonlight, each armed with a bow and arrow.

They silently watched as the two had a midnight target practice, Marine Biologist nervously clinging to Drummers sleeve.

The girls silently left the scene, breaking into a sprint when they knew they were out of earshot. They quickly reached their respective cabins, barely acknowledging each other as they departed.

Adrenaline pumping through her veins, Drummer tucked herself in for a long night of tossing and turning.

...

After what must of been one hour of sleep, Drummer was shook awake bright and early for breakfast by Personal Trainer.

She attempted to turn down the invite with no avail, the girls saying they wouldn't let her stay here alone. Knowing that they were probably right, she joined them on their walk over to the craft hall.

Most of the group had already settled in and begun eating when the girls arrived, minus the usual outliers.

Drummers froze, her eyes darting around the room in fear as the events of last night came rushing back to her. She noted Cowboy and Welder had both already arrived, sitting on complete opposite sides of the room.

Her eyes traveled further back, meeting the troubled gaze of Marine Biologist. The girl helplessly stared at Drummer with Ice Skater silently eating next to her.

Marine Biologist excused herself, shyly trotting her way across the dining room to Drummer, to the clear ire of Ice Skater.

She sheepishly pulled drummer out of the exit and onto the porch of the dining hall, where the two shared a brief and quiet dialogue on what they saw.

Marine Biologist frantically questioned if Drummer had told anybody, breathing a sigh of relief after being told no.

She held out a pinky, pleading for Drummer to promise not to tell anybody what they had witnessed for both of their safety. Drummer immediately folded, swearing to secrecy.

The two reentered the craft hall, awkwardly departing like nothing had happened.

After some light pressing, the girls let up after Drummer made it clear she wasn't spilling on what she'd discussed with Marine Biologist. The girls moved on, quickly finishing breakfast and heading out into the camp.

The campers all tried to go about their days as normal, but the dread of their situation began to finally set in. The girls spent most of the day playing card games in their cabin, feudally trying to distract themselves from their situation.

They only left this isolation for their mandatory lunch and dinner. They exchanged hollow platitudes with their fellow campers.

Drummer and Marine Biologist didn't speak again that day. Any attempt Drummer made at eye contact was anxiously avoided by the other girl.

Giving up on socializing once again, Drummer sunk into herself. She spent the evening in stoic silence as her cabin-mates desperately tried to pass the time.

They finally gave up after the sun set, all going to bed with a hollow feeling in their chest. It seemed like a certainty something bad was coming, they just didn't realize how soon.

To be continued...

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DOCORONPA R

CHAPTER ZERO

(1/3)

Drummer awoke, her eyes slowly focusing in on the decaying wooden planks suspended just above her face.

Turning to her left, a scream nearly escaped her at the sight of a muscular stranger sitting up in the bottom bunk accross from her. The stranger, meeting her eyes and lurching forward, held a finger to her mouth.

Drummer began to take in the features of this girl: tall, robustly muscular, orange hair spilling over her face. The girl leaned forward toward Drummer, whispering to stay quiet. She was seemingly vibrating with excitement.

The girl silently pointed a finger just above Drummer, guiding her attention to the bunk above hers.

As the girl whispered, Drummers eyes began to drift around the room. Her eyes quickly locked onto the camera mounted on the wall just behind the other girl. Her eyes darting across the room, she spotted several more dotting the walls.

Panic setting in, drummer sprang out of bed with a visceral shriek, frantically interrogating the strange girl where they were.

The girl instantly shot up to meet her, wrapping both arms around Drummer and masking her mouth. Drummer tried to wrestle out, and continued her now muffled screaming, but they were soon interrupted.

As the girls struggled, a third voice murmered from above.

Spinning around and looking up to the bunk above, they were met with a cautious stare from a beautiful set of baby pink eyes. Deep red braids framing her perfect face, she cautiously spoke, asking the girls who they were.

Drummer, mouth still covered, was too stunned to answer. The muscular girl, dropping Drummer to the floor, emphatically introduced herself as the Ultimate Personal Trainer. She manically extended a hand to the top bunk, eyes gleaming with admiration for the new girl.

Ignoring PT's attempt at a handshake, the girl looked down to drummer. Drummer, flushed from the situation, quietly introduced herself from the floor.

Before the new girl could introduce herself, PT exclaimed that she knew exactly who she was, the Ultimate Social Media Star.

Clearly being a massive fan, PT was thrashing with excitement. She barrated Social Media with questions and compliments, blocking all of Drummer's occasional attempts to chime in.

Drummer, giving up on socializing, began to analyze the room while the other two chatted.

She silently noted the lack of windows, the empty bunkbed above PT, the monitor in the corner, and most importantly, the many, many cameras dotted around the cabin.

Social Media, growing tired of the incessant praise, eventually found her eyes wandering to the cameras as well, immediately cutting her dialogue with PT short.

After Social media pointed out they were under survaillence, PT's attention was finally turned onto their situation as well.

With all 3 girls now in panic, they cautiously agreed that they would test the front door together. Unsure of what would be on the otherside, they approached the cabin door at a snails pace.

PT led the way as the three made their way out onto the front porch of the cabin.

Towering pines surrounded the girls on all sides, cameras darted along their trunks. Looking to their right, three other cabins followed parallel a wide trail curving through the forest, branching off into several smaller paths. The girls stood in silence, each taking in the foreign enviroment.

Suddenly, Social Star jumped, pointing out a lone girl sitting on the stairs of the furthest cabin, who had gone completely unnoticed by the other two.

She suggested that they go greet the stranger and possibly inquire about their situation, but Drummer disagreed. She insisted that the three stay at the cabin and wait for help.

After facing minor pressure from the other girls, Drummer caved, joining them in their trek to meet the strange girl.

As they approached the cabin, the girl sat straight up, wide brown eyes veiled behind large round lenses staring in fear.

Nervously gripping the ribbons in her hair, she shifted around on the steps, clearly very uncomfortable with the girls approaching. Nonetheless, as they approached, she shakely introduced herself as the Ultimate Marine Biologist.

After brief introductions, Drummer questioned Marine Biologist if there was anybody else in her cabin. Marine biologist cautiously explained that when she woke up there was one girl with her, and that the other two beds were empty when she awoke.

The other girl had apparently set off without her while Marine Biologist waited for others in the cabin. She had seen nobody else since then.

As the group hesitantly discussed their situation, a smooth, deep voice called out to them from much further down the trail.

The girls span, their eyes falling on a tall, slim man with long blonde hair, waving to them from a distance.

He approached the group through a clearing in the brush, his laid-back swagger already had Drummer uneasy. His laid back attitude continued as he introduced himself to the group as the Ultimate Salesman.

He explained to them that a small group had already made their way further down the trail and gathered at a nearby lake.

While Social Media and PT were thrilled by the prospect of other people, Drummer and Marine Biologist were not nearly as trusting of this mysterious stranger.

Casually explaining that he had come back to check the cabins for others, his cold eyes met Drummers, sending a chill down her spine.

Salesman quickly picked up on Drummers feelings toward him, calling her out on being so quiet through a smirk.

Drummer, not seeking a confrontation, exused her silence as nerves.

Caving once again to the pressures of the group, Drummer agreed to set off further down the trail to meet the others.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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