"Are you ready for the final?" the Creator asked, his voice oozing with cruel amusement. "Only one of you will walk away from here alive, and I have a pretty good guess who the winner will be."
"Drums, please!"
Boom. Boom. Boom.
The sound of drums filled the air, their rhythmic pounding echoing ominously around me. Flashy, multicolored lights danced across the stage, casting surreal and shifting shadows.
"Two world-class gamers!" the Creator's voice boomed theatrically, each word laced with mock excitement. "Will now face each other in the ultimate game of..."
He suddenly fell silent, letting the tension hang thick in the air.
Then, with a sudden burst of enthusiasm, he finished:
"Capture the flag!"
In an instant, everything shifted again.