Assault Game!

Trash Chapter #10

———KIRAGI———

I jolted awake to hear *kwin kwin* sounds from the other side of the wall, probably something like the blades or a fan or an old windmill.

I was in a sealed room. Like the kind that was used to imprison drug lords and influential people. It had no opening, apart from a rectangular slot on the door inches above the ground. This slit was covered completely.

I take in my surroundings and concluded that whoever brought us to this place was nice enough to make the living conditions bearable. They neatly folded five sets of clothes and five sets of underwear to match, at the head of my small size bunk bed. Two matching pairs of heavy safety boots were positioned where my morning legs would go (Besides the bed, when you want to get up... )

Apart from that, a jug of water, a wristwatch, a notebook and pen, and a military-type dagger were all neatly propped on a small desk, which was accompanied by a wooden chair.

“ Should be the Ontario MK 3 Navy Knife. It has a good grip and could be retracted in position to the point where