Dead or Alive

Stepping into this place, 

Everything feels dead.

There's no-one around, 

And I feel alone.

 

I walk further in.

I look to my left 

And see five phones.

They're smartphones.

 

I pick one up, 

The phone lights up, 

I stare at it.

'Facial recognition complete'

The screen displays.

 

This is odd, 

But I look up 

And see a red elevator. 

I step forward, 

'Ding!' 

I hear.

 

I wait before the elevator, 

Suspense growing

Not sure what to do, 

I turn around, 

About to leave 

When a person arrives.

 

They pick up a phone, 

Bringing up to their face, 

Completing the facial recognition. 

They look from their phone to me, 

 

"Hello." 

I greet them.

"Hi." 

They greet back.

"Do you know what this is?"

I ask.

"I do." 

They replied.

 

"This is a game.

But I don't know the name.

Once you enter, 

You cannot splinter.

You'll die if you try, 

So don't begin to fly."

 

"Game? Where is everyone?"

I asked.

"They're arriving. You'll meet 

More when you play more games."

 

Little by little, 

Three more people 

Trinkled in.

They each grab a phone, 

Completing facial recognition.

 

Person C, 

Person D, 

And Person E. 

 

Two are curious and 

Afraid. (Person C & D)

One seems to be in control 

And aloof. (Person E)

 

"Registration closed." 

The phone chimes and 

Speaks. 

The phone displays, 

'Three of Clubs.'

"Game: Dead or Alive. 

You choose which door 

Is safe 

Before the timer 

Runs out. 

Head to the game."

 

The red elevator doors open, 

Following by a chime. 

All five step inside, 

I'm nervous. 

 

The phone chimes 

As we enter a room, 

"You have 1 minute and 

30 seconds."

 

We all look over at the doors.

There's two doors in 

Front of us, 

The right one displaying 

"Live"

The one directly ahead, 

"Die." 

 

"We abovisouly choose "Live." 

Said Person C. 

I chime in, 

"We have to think about this; 

Wouldn't "Live" be false? Think 

About it."

 

"Well, you seem to be 

The smart one, 

So you choose."

Said Person C.

 

"I'm choosing. I want out 

Of whatever this is."

Said Person B.

Person B walks up 

Towards "Live" 

And opens it.

They walk inside, 

And immediately, 

A red laser points 

Down at their head, 

Then, 

It was like a light bulb 

Bursting beside your ear.

Person B dies.

 

This causes panic.

"One minute remaining."

Chimes the phone.

I run towards "Die" 

And open it. 

I step inside and 

Others follow behind me.

 

The door closes.

"One minute remaining."

The phone chimes.

 

We came together 

And came up with a strategy. 

We went through doors, 

Choosing correctly.

Time becomes lower 

And lower.

 

In one room, 

We almost ran out of time.

Gas filled the room, 

And fire started as 

The last one hurried to get 

Inside the correct door.

 

With that, 

We made it to the exit.

As we climb the stairs, 

Going down from the building, 

A white, 

Small round table sits 

Waiting for us.

 

As we approach, 

There's a playing card - 

Three of Clubs.