Two hours flashed past in the blink of an eye, after which I felt that same darkness clouding my senses. When I saw light again, we were back at the platform on which we first appeared when we entered this tomb.
'Huh? didn't he said we'd be transported to the designated location of the second trial?' I thought confused as I looked around. And I wasn't the only one, most thought the same.
Only, we were much lesser than before. We weren't even fifty, which kind of made sense, because there was bound to be casualties in some of the winning teams. We were only around 43 or so.
And everyone was standing on guard. The reason? For all these teams to have survived in a death game that only fifty percent could come out of alive, it meant they were incredibly dangerous. And you wouldn't know how you'd die if you made the mistake of underestimating them.
