I Mistook A Death Livestream For My Dating Show
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I thought I'd signed up for an immersive dating show.
Turns out it was a 99.9% death rate, globally livestreamed horror game.
And me? Half-blind without my contacts, desperate to go viral, I somehow talk my way through a death game like it's a romance.
I mistook blood for ketchup, human eyeballs for sashimi, a murderous child ghost for a kid who just needed some love.
Worst part? I fell for the guy running the place, the one who could kill you without blinking, and tried to get his number within the hour.
My teammate hissed at me, shaking. "You wanna die, fine, just don't take us with you!"
I just waved him off. It's a dating show. Relax.
Turns out it was a 99.9% death rate, globally livestreamed horror game.
And me? Half-blind without my contacts, desperate to go viral, I somehow talk my way through a death game like it's a romance.
I mistook blood for ketchup, human eyeballs for sashimi, a murderous child ghost for a kid who just needed some love.
Worst part? I fell for the guy running the place, the one who could kill you without blinking, and tried to get his number within the hour.
My teammate hissed at me, shaking. "You wanna die, fine, just don't take us with you!"
I just waved him off. It's a dating show. Relax.

















































