As soon as the second game officially ended, the forest floor began moving again.
Mechanical seams opened beneath the artificial ground with smooth precision, and one after another, transport pods rose from below like capsules emerging from hidden machinery. Their metallic surfaces reflected the fading artificial daylight while soft lights blinked along their edges, signaling each remaining participant to board.
No one resisted.
After everything that had happened, even the survivors had become quiet.
The bodies of the eliminated were already gone. The clearing that had witnessed accusations, betrayals, and deaths now looked almost untouched, as though the game had never happened there at all.
The remaining twenty-eight participants stepped into their assigned pods one by one.
Tyler entered his without speaking.
The door sealed behind him, cutting off the forest instantly.
