Chapter 7:

Another Hell

Hellbound Classroom


<10th March | 05:03 PM> <CLASS 3 - C>

[Huh? Oi Kanzaki isn't that your mom? HAAHAHA you even brought your maamaa here? you wimp! ]

[OI WHAT THE FUCK THAT'S REALLY MY MOM...AND MY DAD...THIS ISN'T A JOKE]

[w-wait t-thats really your...not...huh...WHAT'S MY PARENTS ARE DOING HERE TOO]

Everyone in the classroom were confused. 

[P-PAPA??? SAVE ME LOOK HERE]

[YA... NAGI ARE YOU HERE? ] - Came from the Monitor speakers.

"This can't be happening.... m.. mom...what are you doing here?" I mumbled to myself.

I am trembling, my legs are shaking and I am unable to process what's happening right now. How did their parents end up in this world? This is all what he could think of while having fear.

"Sensei... Is this some kind of illusion? " Kanzaki Kamuy questioned calmly but his calmness was only broken after the obvious reply.

"No."

A single word from sensei's lips made him fall to his knees with eyes wide open wide in shock.

Even I can't keep my composure, not even everyone who attending this hellbound classroom.

"Hmm~ long story short I wasn't the one to transferred them here in `this` world. What I mean is there is another being like me who did the ritual In your world and they were transferred here along with the being. "

"HEY THOSE AREN'T CLASSROOMS WHY DOES IT LOOK LIKE FACTORY? "

"Calm down cutie hehe- they were transferred to this world and look outside the window. "

I looked outside the window sweating and there could be seen a factory which popped out of no where. Up until now there were only forests and trees but this new building popped up from nowhere outside the school gate. 

But that's not what it's the time to think about. Our parents probably went through that killing ritual in our real world and their soul and body was probably transferred to here. And the being/creature wasn't the only one there is another. The more scary part is there is probably more creatures like them and many of us having same experience.

Kanzaki kamuy stood up from the floor and sat on seat again. I was sitting behind him, he turned back and whispered.

"Yanagi do you have spare knife I will try to kill her this time. "

"C-calm down you know what outcome I ended up with trying to do that. "

"Yes but why is our parents here in this God damn world. "

".... "

The sensei looks like she is having fun.

"Ah by the way those students who were dead, I decided not to transfer their parents here, since it would be no point of wasting such energy if `we ` can't even break you all haha. "

She really is serious about having something similar creature to her. And for now it's impossible to even set foot outside of our school do we can't even reach the factory but what if that another creature can move freely and gets welcomed here.

"The game will start at 05:40 PM, it's an obscure Japanese game called 'A Fake Artist goes to New York' but modified, where everyone get a prompt card with the same object on it, except one person who gets the "fake artist" card.  one of them pass a piece of paper around and draw exactly one line on it towards the final object. Then try to guess who is the fake artist I.e. who has no idea what they are drawing.  The catch is that if the fake artist guesses the object, they win but while drawing if others gets suspicious of him that he's the fake artist who don't know the prompt will eventually gets eliminated by vote. If no one can catch the fake artist they all will be eliminated in 5 hours, that's the time limit. "

5 hours time limit for this game is a bit too much. The creature just want them to guess the fake artist so they all could be eliminated easily except the one winner.

"Sensei, does that means that one who wins will become God just playing single game? " Asahi raises her voice.

"GAHAHAHAHA! NO WAY~ no way the winner could be God that easily if he wins anyway. the winner will just join you all in your next game LOL! and you will meet your another sensei's next game anyway. "

Yanagi was trembling. Knowing there is no time for the game to start, his parents would end up dying in this hell, he didn't want to stare on the monitor screen but he couldn't help it because he loved them from bottom of his heart and didn't want to lose them.

"P-please stop it...they will die-"

I begged pathetically. 

"Stop what you murderer you attempted to kill me few hours ago and now begging for their lives Ryuuta? "

[S-stop please I beg you too! I swear leave them alone and let me play instead of them]

[Yes let us play leave my mom and dad alone of these. ]

"SHUT UP YOU ALL AND ENJOY THIS ASS CLENCHING FEST! "

Her foul mouth made us all feel already how bad things will end up.

There are 22 survivors currently in this classroom and 40 adults can be seen on CCTV footages. Due to circumstances -2 from parents.

"5:15 right now khyaaa~ I can't wait. " [clap, clap, clap. ] The creature is excited like always. 

"Yanagi it's better if we close our eyes since the whole game will be mentally exhausting. " Kanzaki whispers again turning back.

I nod but I didn't close my eyes.

<5:20 PM> <ISHATA POLY FACTORY | HALL - 6>

[Hey weren't we all kidnapped and gassed at confined place? ]

[Yes... this is scary I thought I died back then! ]

[I need to go back home and cook, this TV shows really don't know how they wasting our precious time. ]

[H-hey look someone standing on that stage it's so dark here we can't see his face. ]

The Man turned on the lights for the darkness and the huge monitor on stage turned on.

With the evil smirk the man stepped forward holding a mic and shouted.

"SILENCE!!! "

This is where the chaos begin...

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<4:38 PM> <ISHATA POLY FACTORY | HALL - 6>

Zanki Kamuy 56 Years Old, A hardworking Japanese man known for one of government dogs. Working everyday exhausted just to meet his family at the end of the day. Having a son who achieved good reputation at studies and academics and having a wife he is just proud of his life. But suddenly he was kidnapped at daylight and was put in a factory with other people similar to his age. Suddenly everyone started killing themselves for no reason and is alive here again. The self proclaimed God made them believe that they in fact meet death and is transferred to this world. And had to play unreasonable game.

"This is terrible it's like something I always wanted to get transferred to another world as a child with a harem but everything sounds so real and brutal. "

"Yes you are right and here my wife is pregnant she is having hard time in this confined space. "

"Y-you are Saihara Shizu - San right? "

"Hmm yeah leave the formality I just want to see Shikome so need to get out from here with my sick wife. "

"Wait could it be my wife is there too?"

Zanki started looking around and yes just as he thought he saw his wife standing on corner having conversation with someone.

"Hey Riko, are you alright? huff-huff. "

"D-dear you were here too.... I will talk to you later miss and mister Yanagi. "

I look at the creature who called himself God he is still smiling. Time passed by where everyone was in confusion and even though the creature explained the situation no one took it seriously anyway.

"The game will start at 05:40 PM, it's an obscure Japanese game called 'A Fake Artist goes to New York' but modified, where everyone get a prompt card with the same object on it, except one person who gets the "fake artist" card.  one of them pass a piece of paper around and draw exactly one line on it towards the final object. Then try to guess who is the fake artist I.e. who has no idea what they are drawing.  The catch is that if the fake artist guesses the object, they win but while drawing if others gets suspicious of him that he's the fake artist who don't know the prompt will eventually gets eliminated by vote. If no one can catch the fake artist they all will be eliminated in 5 hours, that's the time limit. "

He suddenly started explaining the game. His voice echoed the whole factory but his smile didn't even fade.

"STOP WITH THAT NONSENSE, I LET ME GO! CAN'T YOU SEE I AM PREGNENT IT'S EVEN HARD FOR ME TO WALK I CAN'T GO WITH THIS STUPID GAME. " Echiru Shizu, mother of Shikome Shizu started rambling. It's happens to average pregnant women they lose composure easily.

"Stop it, hot temper isn't good for our baby. " Saihara (Shikome's dad) tries to calm her down.

"But think about our baby! I am having problems staying here! This place is so dirty it could get me some kind of disease. "

"Hey women, my apologies but I can't change this venue so could you please participate in this game elegantly. " The creature speaks calmly holding mic.

The God looks like a bartender with glasses and long hairs, He is 6'2 and quite a looker.

"SHUT UP AND SHOW ME THE WAY OUTSIDE. "

"Hahhh- like I said there is no outside Miss, please win this game and you will be free. "

"I AM NOT SHU-"

Shikome's mother time was gone. 

[CRACKLE, CRACKLE, CRACKLE, CRACKLE]

First her left hand twisted, then her right hand twriled, then left leg and then right leg.

"ARGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"H-honey.... OI BASTARD WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!!! "

"she was persistent and brought that herself. "

{Zanki Kamuy's point of view}

I hold my wife's hand viewing that sight.

The God started to speak again-

"I won't let her suffer more so I will just- "

[BOOM SPLASH SPLURT]

Echiru Shizu mother of Shikome Shizu, Shikome always loved her parents and this was the last sight she saw, her mother's death. Her head got blast and blood showered on everyone's face.

[BUZZ-BUZZ]

"Dear- look at phone there is message. "

<new message>

39 Alive, Echiru Shizu eliminated.

<message end>

"Yes Riko...also...we can't die yet I am sure Kanzaki Kamuy... our son is alive in this mess. "

Riko nods in agreement but she is trembling too.

A big Sheet of paper suddenly popped out from the floor where we were standing. Here the participants have to draw.

[BUZZ BUZZ]

<new message>

1 VS 38 Huge gamble where 1 dies or 38.

Object to draw - Rice Cooker.

Your turn number - 12.

Time limit - 5 hours or all eliminated.

<message end>

"Hmm, looks like the object is rice cooker, we all need to draw turn by turn and looks like I am not the fake artist. Are you fake artist by any chance? "

"No I am not too dear, but I am scared. "

Zanki was having conversation with Riko Kamuy, his wife.

"Yeah... I don't think the fake artist would even reveal himself.... even he wants to live right. "

"... Zanki I am not sure but if we can't find the real fake artist we all will die and it's not a joke you saw how that women died right. "

"Yes Riko, but well I got my adaptation at finest so I am sure I could try to figure him out. "

"Zanki... even on this terrifying situation you are baiting on your confidence. "

"like you are scared too huh Riko. "

A box with marker popped up and it all got different colors which can be easily identified who drew which line. For me it's lemon yellow and for Riko it's Navy blue.

"My apologies everyone I shall now remove the corpse of that women. "

[Snap] and the corpse gets vanished as the God snapped his fingers.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ECHIRU!!!! WHAT ABOUT OUR PROMISES AND OUR BABY... SHIKOME WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME TOO! "

I look at that sight, It's awful but if I keep feeling like that I wouldn't be focus on this game. We need to find the fake artist no matter what which will be hard one.

<5:40 PM>

"Alright everyone LET THE HELLBOUND SLAUGHTER BEGIN. "

"Huh slaughter? Don't we have to find out the fake artist? " I mumbled.

"ZANKI BEHIND YOU-" Riko Kamuy alerted.

[BASH]

"Ha-ha that's why overconfident is an enemy..... "

Zanki Kamuy fainted.

To be continued..... 

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