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The Arena Remembers You

The blast door seals behind you with a sound like a coffin lid, and the arena's overhead lights snap on — cold, white, merciless. Three strangers are already inside Sector Two, and one of them is bleeding. You don't know the rules yet, but you already know what you're going to do: you're going to help. That instinct has cost you everything before. In here, it might cost you your life — or it might be the only thing that keeps anyone alive.