"Well, considering how mentally perturbed Rebeca is about what happened, I suppose we can't use the mission we
had intended. Instead, you'll all be going into the Horror mode." The sprite said.
"What's the catch?" Cal asked.
"How many of you watch horror movies?" The sprite asked. Rebeca, Cal, and Logan raised their hands.
"Good, now you three tell me who dies second, after the black guy, in a horror movie." The sprite said.
"The cop." Cal said.
"The cheerleader." Rebeca said.
"About half the planet." Logan said.
"We were looking for Rebeca's answer, actually." The sprite said.
"Oh Jesus, we're gonna be cheerleaders?" Will asked.
"The kind that you put on the dvd box to sell as many copies as of your mediocre movie as you can." The sprite
said.
"What's the objective?" Gabe asked.
"Quite simple really. You will be let loose in the woods with a psychopath. The last of you left alive wins.
This is a Battle Royale, so only one of you will win." The sprite said.
"Let's get this over with." Cal said.
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Each of the competitors found themselves in different areas of the forest. Before taking stock of their
surroundings, they all took stock of their bodies. Each of them was identical: 19 years old, long legs, flat
stomach, huge DD cup breasts, child bearing hips, blonde pig-tails, and an incredibly revealing cheerleader
outfit. Then, they all heard something echo through the forest. A crazy laugh reverberated through the trees.
The competitors decided that new bodies were no longer their biggest problem.