Pocket Watch Games

Chapter 5 . Rabbit Mask

A thin breeze tickles the skin. The lights illuminate matching the blue-eyed man who was sitting frozen on the mattress. The pocket watch beside him slowly lost its light.

Instantly the room darkened in Ren's eyes. He stared at the extremely unreasonable mission list to get into his mind's reasoning. Missions that threaten life if they fail, tantalizing rewards as well as a few others that fall into the category of extremely dangerous are all there.

With no reason, points in this application can be exchanged in real world currency. The current points are taken from his account which amounts to more than hundreds of millions due to the transfer of 5 million from Ren every week.

1 Point worth Rp.10,000.00 . One mission risking lives will earn at least 100 points and above which means one mission is worth 1 jt more in real-world currency.

That point can be exchanged back and forth. However, in each exchange there will be a penalty of about 1-5% of those exchanged.

Ren froze in place. It's like a dream. Everything he experienced seemed unreal in his eyes. It was as if he was hallucinating. Seeing a pocket watch that the police couldn't see made him think. Maybe he's crazy?

"Aahaha..." Ern's dry laughter filled this quiet room.

Tak

The sound of something closing. The pocket watch closed itself without anyone moving it. Ren was tired of being surprised. Even if a ghost appeared from the window of his room, he would greet him and ask. "Lord ghost, is this real?"

Ren throws his cell phone at the bed. He got off the bed and leaned on the side of the bed. She looked at the sky hoping that everything she walked through today was just a mere dream flower.

"Like her I'm crazy..." Ren smiled resignedly at the fate that took him like a leaf that was tossed in the wind.

To cover everything that happened to her, Ren tried to sleep quietly forgetting everything. But the countdown goes on and nothing can stop that countdown.

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Closing his eyes, Ren fell asleep. Now there is only a dark space that stretches from end to end.

On the other hand Ren opened his eyes somewhere strange. She still had her consciousness but she seemed to have moved to another place when it was clear that she was sleeping in her room.

Ren raised his head. A long table and a waiter or bar tender could be called standing stirring drinks that would be served to his customers.

Ren's stranded in a strange place. That place is a Cafe Bar. The cafe is in a place that is somewhere but the windows are all black. There's no exit.

The person with the mask smiled on his face, he served a cup of coffee to Ren.  It was shocking to find himself in this strange place.

Seeing the steaming hot coffee as well as its smell that entered the sense of smell, he had felt that this was real but he just realized. When did he wear the mask?

Ren swept around. He saw that there was someone else besides him. There are 25 people wearing animal masks here. Not including the bar tender.

The mask was different from each other so that only Ren was the only one who used a rabbit mask. They all sat in chairs without anyone moving. Everything was confused just like him. There are also those who do not care and instead sip coffee without any significant problems.

Seeing that only the tender bar was wearing a different mask, he wondered who he was. To him this is a dream. If this was real also what he should do without being able to move in this unfamiliar place.

"Who are you?" Ren asked the tender bar who was stirring another customer's order drink.

Not knowing what facial expression the tender bar made but he did not answer Ren's question until a minute had passed.

"I? I'm the shooter on the 0097 wave. If you ask me how my voice got to your head, I can't answer." The bar tender spoke of introducing himself as the shooter while preparing coffee and alcohol for other customers.

Ren heard what he said. A shooter? The wave to 0097? Whatisit?

"It's like everything here is confused. Here is a gathering place for the 0097 wave that will follow the game. There are other waves out there and in this place I am the shooter is the leader or can be called your guide. If anyone wants to ask, just ask me."

"Who are they?" Ren asked.

"Where is this?" Ask someone else.

Ren also wanted to ask that question. He was curious where he was.

"It's pretty hard to explain but I'll explain it as best I can. This place is between the times. Here time goes on because we all need air remember? How you guys got here is due to forced withdrawal. Your consciousness is forced to make this dream as if it were reality. Understood?"

Ren bends next to his halis. So he was right in the dream part but the other part was a bit less he could digest how. The point is he understands but is curious about the way his consciousness is forced and ends here.

"Lack..." A person with a Tiger mask muttered while sipping alcohol in his hands.

"Hm... The point is this is a dream. Your consciousness or soul was forcibly pulled here so everything here is real including me."

Silent. All are thinking. Her brain is forced to work now. But there are also people who cluck and babble continuously.

"Tsk.. shit."

"Hahaha don't joke waji**an! You shooter?! Cih laughable. I want to get out of here!"

"Send me back!!"

Ren heard all the commotion asking for their return. To be honest Ren also wanted to return but he could not even move from the chair he was sitting in. This room looks weird too.

There were no exits, black windows, floors that intersected like wood that was deliberately cut, under the seats there was a box-shaped red carpet that matched the pieces of wood.

Lights that stick to the wall can be moved to the right and to the left. Coffee served high caffeinated. Alcohol is also high. They were all wearing masks and no one could take off these masks.

Such as deliberately hiding each identity with the initials name of an animal or insect.

There must be a purpose. Ren's debt reached 1 billion as well there must be a reason it was listed there. A few minutes passed and many began to shout asking to be returned.

The shooter did not respond to the request. He just looked around and looked at Ren curiously.

"Like you don't want to go home?"

Ren gulped his saliva as he looked at himself and asked him. It's not that he doesn't want to go home but it's weird and he realizes it.

"Are you sure you want to go back now? Toturial will be starting soon. Look at that hourglass."

"I don't care! Come home to me!!"

"Yes! We don't care!"

"..." - ".Ren just kept quiet he looked at the shooter with curiosity. What facial expression he made behind his mask to make the buluk I sat him standing.

"Aahs... You guys are ya? It might work if I talk like this...."

The shooter took a rifle that came out of nowhere. Suddenly all fell silent in a place without a sound. He stroked her slowly.  Ren saw the rifle clearly. He knew it was a real rifle.

After taking out his rifle, he held it and placed it on the table while playing the folding knife on his finger which he took out of the pocket .

"Follow the tutorial if you don't want to die. Rubbish..." His tone turned cold.

Tak

Suddenly the lights went out.

A second later the floor opened. Everyone fell underground to a stage where the tender bar standing behind the table was now standing on stage and giving an official welcome.