The Recall Trials
Chapter 76: There’s an Aphrodisiac in the Drink

Chapter 76: There’s an Aphrodisiac in the Drink

"She’ll probably still hook up with you tonight."

Everyone froze.

Zaara’s face went pale.

"What did you just say?"

"Oh, come on," Dinesh growled. "He saves you from lava and now you’re looking at him like he’s your hero? Must’ve earned yourself a night in one of those fancy rooms."

"Watch your mouth," Zaara snapped.

"Oh, I’m watching," he said. "I’m watching you all fall under his spell like he’s not the same psychopath who killed our friends."

"You’re disgusting," she hissed.

"You’re the one eyeing the monster," he shot back.

"SHUT UP, Dinesh!" Jojo screamed.

"Oh my God," Nomi cackled from her bunk. "This place is better than reality TV."

"I hate all of you," Zaara muttered, storming off.

"Keep talking, Dinesh," I said. "You’re just mad I survived again."

"You think I’m scared of you?!"

"No," I said. "I think you wish you were me."

"You don’t get it," Dinesh spat. "We keep excusing him. But he doesn’t feel. Doesn’t care. He’s not human anymore."

I smiled slowly, stepping forward. "You’re right."

They turned toward me.

You’ll get what you deserve," Dinesh spat, his voice shaking with fury.

Then he stormed off, shoulder slamming into the wall as he disappeared into one of the shadowed corners.

Silence followed, thick and uncomfortable.

But like always... survival has a way of making people forget.

One by one, they started picking up their plates.

Even the loudmouths. Even the ones who swore they’d rather die than eat food offered by "monsters."

I watched them all.

They muttered curses under their breath, talked trash with their mouths full, but... they ate.

I thought they were furious that we were fed after the hell they just dragged us through

Apparently, trauma still made space for toast.

Zaara walked in slowly, not saying a word. Her eyes didn’t meet mine. She didn’t even glance in my direction.

She moved to her bed, picked up her tray quietly.

Guess I’m not the only monster who’s hungry.

Forks clinked. Bread was torn. Bacon devoured.

The room echoed with chewing, the occasional cough, and that quiet, electric buzz of unspoken tension.

Then... it happened.

"EVERYONE STOP!"

Then—

"STOP! Everyone stop!"

Every hand froze.

Forks suspended midair.

Bites frozen between plate and mouth.

She held her drink in front of her face, nostrils flaring like a wolf sniffing danger.

Cleo’s eyes narrowed, her hand trembling slightly.

"There’s something in the drink."

BOOM.

A guy across the room spat out his juice like it was acid. Another knocked his drink over entirely. Someone shrieked and clutched their throat like it was poison.

"What do you mean something?" a panicked voice asked from the back. "Like poison-something? Or acid-something?"

Cleo didn’t answer.

She swirled the drink. Sniffed it again. Her brows furrowed.

"I know this smell," she muttered.

Then, without warning....she took a tiny sip.

Jojo stood halfway up on her mattress. "Cleo?! What is it? Talk to us!"

Cleo paused, blinked once... then burst into laughter.

"Oh my god," she gasped between wheezes. "There’s an aphrodisiac in the drink."

The room exploded.

"WHAT?!"

"You’re kidding—"

"I finished mine!" someone howled from the corner.

"Oh my god, am I gonna die having sex?!"

Wait...what kind of aphrodisiac are we talking? Romantic giggle or foam-at-the-mouth sex demon?!"

Someone screamed.

Another dude slapped the cup out of his bunkmate’s hand. "DROP IT, TYLER! DROP IT NOW!"

I stayed where I was, leaning against the wall, arms crossed.

Cleo was now holding her drink like it was a sacred relic, the holy grail of bad decisions.

"I’ve had this before," she announced. "Sector B party. Everyone ended up naked or in jail. Or both."

Zaara choked mid-chew.

Another dude slapped the cup out of his bunkmate’s hand. "DROP IT, TYLER! DROP IT NOW!"

Nomi screamed, leaping onto her bed. "I KNEW this place was horny hell!."

Theo, looked down at his now-empty cup like it had personally betrayed him.

"I just drank two," he whispered.

He yanked his blanket over his lap with all the grace of a man prepping for war.

Across the room, a girl was hyperventilating into her shirt sleeve. "I— I—I just started my period. Does that cancel it out?!"

Cleo just shrugged like this was everyday stuff. "Last time I had this stuff, I woke up spooning a traffic cone named Gary. I miss Gary, honestly."

Laughter. Screaming. Panic. More screaming.

Then... the speaker buzzed to life.

"Reminder: Ten private rooms available. First come, first serve."

The entire room went silent.

"Tonight’s drinks contain an aphrodisiac. Effects begin in approximately six hours. Lockers have been restocked with appropriate protection. Please... be safe, and enjoy yourselves."

And that was it.

Boom.

Everyone lost it.

Theo bolted toward the lockers like the floor was on fire.

Two guys dove for the hallway at the same time and crashed into each other, yelling.

One girl started sobbing. "I wanted to lose my virginity to someone I liked, not in a nightmare bunker!"

Cleo cheered. "LET’S GOOOOO!"

Another guy clutched his chest dramatically. "It’s over for me. I’m too hot. I’ll be hunted tonight."

Nomi flopped on her bed, cackling. "I’m gonna just hide under my mattress and pray I don’t end up in someone’s spin-the-bottle ritual."

Even Zaara looked around.

Nomi whispered under her breath, "If anyone even looks at me, I’ll gut them."

Someone near the back mumbled, "Damn. She can gut me, I don’t mind..."

Laughter broke out again.

The fear, the chaos, the absurdity of it all.

Me?

I stayed quiet.

I didn’t care.

But I did enjoy the show.

The room descended into what could only be described as horny mayhem.

The door creaked open again.

A girl stumbled in, breathless, "Guys..."

Everyone turned.

She raised a trembling hand, holding up... lace.

"Have you seen the outfits they picked for us?" she blurted. "It’s not even clothing. It’s lingerie."

The room gasped.

"What?" Jojo asked, standing.

"Straight up! I opened my locker and it’s a fucking leopard-print bra and matching panties. See-through."

She tossed the lacy fabric on a nearby bed.

"They want us to completely lose it," she chuckled. "Like zero self-control. No dignity."

"At least there’s protection," someone muttered from the corner.

"Yeah. A condom buffet," someone said, pulling a little black bag from his own locker and shaking it. "Extra-large. Classic. Strawberry flavor. Glow in the dark. Pick your poison."

"Are they filming this too?"

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