You're ushered into a small stall, and the first thing you notice when you enter is that there's the smell of blood and metal everywhere. You see that, on the walls, there are mounted weapons, and on the ground, there's not a puddle or a river, but a lake of blood, and on the sole table, there are butchered pieces of meat—perhaps once human, perhaps not.

In one clear space of the wall, there are photographs tacked on, held up by knives. Each photograph shows a picture of the currently-living players, and you know that you'll have to take the knife off and stab one of these pictures to choose your victim. Unfortunately, you're unable to stop from choosing—the longer you wait, the more you avoid it, the more you'll find yourself with the urge to choose someone.

When you do select your victim, you'll feel a rush of excitement and adrenaline, and then ecstasy. You'll find that you aren't able to sleep for the rest of the night, but you don't need it anyway.