As the group of dead people huddled together while watching him with puzzled and wary faces, one of them imdiately approached Rayen. It was a male that has a light brown hair with green eyes. He looked quite buffed and was even two heads taller than Rayen.
"Do you know what this place is?" he asked Rayen.
Slightly intimidated by the large person's build, Rayen hadn't been able to respond right away.
"Brother?" The man called out to get his attention.
Snapping out of his senses, Rayen considered the man's question. Should he answer or not?
"I'm also clueless."
In the end he didn't tell them.
'I was also brought here without my knowledge, so don't ask !'
That's what he wanted to tell them, but he also didn't want to infuriate this group of "dead" people. He didn't want to make an enemy in this place. The words survival was still echoing in his mind after all.
Having no idea what kind of survival show they're in, a group of enemies is the least possible thing Rayen would want. Perhaps it would literally be a 'kill or be killed' situation. Yet thinking about it, will this show really turn out like that?
What did dancing have to do with the words survival, anyway? He's supposed to be singing as a vocalist!
However, although he didn't want to make enemies, that didn't an he would also share information that could be of advantage for him.
"I just entered the building like all of you did." He pointed to the jukebox not far away from them. "And that jukebox demanded to sing and dance. It didn't with you?"
What he told them could still be considered the truth, but he withheld so things.
Seeing the group shift their focus away from him and crowded around the jukebox, he wanted to enjoy the show before heading upstairs. Rayen walked away before the group of people even noticed it. He sat on the couch on the corner and didn't bother to converse with anyone.
They would soon learn what kind of strange machine is that jukebox. That's a killing machine!
'I almost died out of sha!'
One person among the group moved toward the strange jukebox. Everyone followed and stared at the thing when its screen suddenly flashed open.
[Select a song to sing]
This ti, there was no strange and distorted voice.
Was Plotter too busy to deal with the second person in the interview that he couldn't even monitor the people in here?
For convenience, Rayen decided to just call that person with uncertain gender a "he" for the ti being.
Soone who felt confident tried to probe the jukebox, selecting a song to sing from among the list on the screen. Everyone watched intently. Even the people who had just entered the build and had no idea with what's going on in this odd retro-style lounge felt the strange atmosphere.
Everyone was drawn towards one thing—the jukebox.
After the person had selected the song, it finally began playing. The person had a decent voice and techniques, making Rayen understand why this person had the guts to step out first.
Claps and whistles sounded in the room, making the tense atmosphere lively.
When the song had co to an end, just as what Rayen said, the jukebox's screen displayed another ssage.
[Select a song to dance]
This ti, the man decided to forgo this part. He didn't want to dance in front of so many people! In singing, he was sowhat confident. However, when it cos to dancing, he couldn't do it. It's a different topic.
"Can soone dance next?" he asked the crowd around him.
'Oh, that's actually smart of him.'
Rayen hadn't thought of that solution. Perhaps, it could be done.
Everyone swept their gazes around, finding another volunteer, until a little girl raised her hand.
"I-I want to do it..."
The crowd parted and made way for the girl. But just as the man was about to sigh in relief, the familiar distorted voice broke his silent cheering.
"You have to dance after you sing. No one is an exception!"
Buzzing noises filled the room.
"What if I don't want to?"
As expected, the distorted voice answered. However, it reused the line it said to the second person after Rayen.
"For a dead person, you're quite a yapper. Select a song or disappear?"
'Can't you think of another line? You sound like an NPC...'
The distorted voice was t by silence from everyone. Those who hadn't yet realized their deaths had blank expressions as if not understanding what was just said, while those who rembered dying just didn't know what to do.
"What disappear?" Everyone had a similar question.
Without answering their question, the jukebox remained silent. It didn't seem eager to answer, pissing off so people inside the lounge.
Monts later, the sa man who refused to dance kicked the jukebox out of annoyance. "Why don't you answer?"
A loud screeching sound emitted from the speakers after eliciting the attention of the person behind the jukebox's voice.
"What you're doing is machine violence!" the distorted voice said after the screeching sound faded. "Do you want to disappear?"
"Why don't you do it? Bet you're just threatening us with nothing! How could you even make us disappear?"
'Please manage your anger issues, brother ah... That's a person with supernatural ability you're talking to.'
The jukebox went silent again.
The man thought he was right and was just about to rejoice. However, Rayen thought he was rejoicing too early.
When Rayen t that strange person with uncertain gender, he scared him out of his wits while clearly enjoying ssing with him. And that's even when that person proclaid that he was Rayen's fan.
Rayen wondered what would happen with this man.
As expected, sothing did happen.
After a snapping sound, the man who had just executed "machine violence" started dissipating on spot. Like a dandelion flower, several parts of the man turned into glowing petals and fell on the floor. These glowing petals fragnted into what looked like welding sparks that bounced off the surface before gradually fading.
A few monts later, the only thing that's left of the man was a speck of light floating in the air. It remained floating until another snapping sound rang out and it flew to the jukebox, out of sight.
There was nothing but silence in the room. Even Rayen was stunned silly by the sight.
'What just happened?'
"Next person. Please show us a good performance~"
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