H's prologue (Part 1)
Entry one: My name is Harris Peterson, but some people call me by my nickname, luck. Its kinda like a double edged sword, both good luck and bad luck. Today, I've decided to abandon the outside world and was chosen to enter this new world known as "The Santros dome" Apparently its supposed to be like a fake world, a world with no problems, no harsh realities. Theres also 13 others who will join me. I've heard they also have nicknames like mine, I hope to become good friends with them all.
Entry two: They all seem like interesting people, especially Michael. Though he didn't tell me his nickname, well, it doesn't matter. Plus this place, it looks amazing. Though the sky is kinda gray, well, it is a fake world so its to be expected. I'd better hurry, we are finally going to meet the president of this amazing place. I feel kinda excited.
Entry three: What is this? What is this? What is this madness? Some strange boy, he just pulled out a gun and shot him. He shot the president of this place. Without even hesitating. Who was he? With that creepy glare in his eye. He said...he said that we aren't safe here. That we can't trust each other. He said we should play a game...a game of killing. He said that in exactly 450 days, he would leak poisonous gas into this dome, and that if someone manages to kill atleast one person among them without being caught...they would be allowed to leave. Back into the world with fresh air. If the 450 days were to run out...everybody in here would die. My heart quickly pounded as I looked around at the people around me. We all stared at each other, shocked, horrified, confused. I was hoping to meet new people, become good friends with them...but now...all I see are potential enemies.