The Host grinned for the camera. "And we're back! As you can see, the score is currently all tied up with all the young contestants. Which means we have to go to the ultimate death match round!"
The stage suddenly split, dumping the guys back into the area below, filled with creatures and death traps, while Rachel found herself suspended over a fiery pit. The flames weren't high enough yet, but her chair was lowering...
"Who will be the first to reach out lovely little starchild? Or will they be to late and walk away alone? Let the game... begin!"
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