The Recall Trials
Chapter 81: Omg, She Did Fuck the Monster

Chapter 81: Omg, She Did Fuck the Monster

The speakers crackled overhead.

"All contestants. Report to the common room in ten minutes.

Noncompliance will result in immediate penalty."

The voice died.

Silence swallowed us whole.

Then chaos.

Zaara was the first to move.

She shot out of bed like she’d just remembered who she was supposed to be. The sheet fell to her waist. Her chest heaved. Her fingers scrambled across the floor for her lingerie.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

Nomi stayed in bed, yawned and stretched like a cat in silk sheets. Still naked. "Well... that killed the mood."

I said nothing.

I pulled on my shorts. My mind wasn’t even here. It was still back there...in the chaos, the heat, the way our bodies had betrayed everything.

Zaara’s hands shook as she pulled on the lingerie. "This didn’t mean anything," she muttered, almost to herself. "We were drugged. We were set up."

Nomi scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Sure sweetheart. Blame the drink, not the way you were moaning like a prayer and now suddenly you’re holy?"

Zaara spun." Don’t start with me."

"I didn’t," Nomi shrugged. "Your mouth did. On my lips. On his neck."

Zaara hissed, glaring at her.

"You kissed me," Nomi fired back, standing now, slipping into a silk robe. "You wanted him. Then you wanted me. And then you wanted both. Just own it."

"Shut up."

I moved to grab my shirt.

Stopped.

Stared at them.

They weren’t talking to me. Not really.

They were fighting the version of themselves they saw last night. The one the game dragged out. The one the drugs didn’t create....it just unleashed.

I pulled my shirt over my head.

Now, I was just... the consequence.

Zaara turned to me finally.

Her eyes searched mine.

But I didn’t say a word.

Neither did she.

Just...blank space. Like we never touched. Like her lips hadn’t just been on mine. Like none of it happened.

We didn’t speak.

Didn’t have to.

Because silence was louder than any accusation.

Eight minutes.

We stepped into the hallway.

Other doors creaked open. Contestants stumbled out, with messy hair , heavy eyes, looking wrecked.

Jojo stumbled out in a hoodie, her eyeliner smudged like war paint. She blinked at us, then looked away fast, cheeks red. The girl she’d dragged into Room Six followed behind her, avoiding everyone’s eyes.

Some still wore the leopard lingerie, now awkward and out of place in the morning. Some were already halfway through hangovers.

We stepped into the main room.

Around thirty contestants had gathered already, still pulling on sleeves or zipping up their jumpsuits. Some had bloodshot eyes. A few were crying quietly.

And then...

Whispers started.

I moved toward the locker wall.

Grabbed my jumpsuit.

Pulled it on over the remnants of last night’s scent still clinging to my skin.

The speakers buzzed again.

"Congratulations, contestants. You have completed the seventh trial."

Everyone froze.

Whispers stopped.

Someone coughed.

Then a girl near the back stepped forward.

"...Seventh?"

Jojo’s mumbled, "That can’t be right. We only did six..."

I blinked.

Trial Seven?

Zaara whispered, "Wait—what?"

Then it clicked.

Jojo’s voice cracked through the silence.

"You mean that last night....was the trial?"

People started shifting.

"Wait, they watched?"

"That wasn’t a game...it was... a party."

Zaara’s jaw clenched beside me.

Nomi laughed.

A test of what?

Self-control?

Desire?

Insanity?

The speaker crackled again.

"Trial Seven: The Test of Temptation.

It was designed to test your restraint, emotional control, and psychological loyalty. The drinks were dosed with Class-B aphrodisiacs.."

Silence again.

Then....

Screams.

Shouts.

"What the fuck?!"

"I didn’t even want to do that.."

"I was with someone I didn’t even know."

Theo sat down and buried his head in his hands. Someone else threw up into a trash bin. Another girl started sobbing in the corner. The emotional whiplash was real.

Nomi stood tall, arms crossed. "They didn’t force anything. They just pushed. The rest? That was us."

Zaara stood still beside me.

Then she whispered behind me.

"They turned us into a fucking sex experiment."

Theo turned, his face pale. "They drugged us to watch us hook up?"

The voice continued:

"The footage was streamed live to select sponsors and elite donors," the voice added. "Every move. Every kiss. Every betrayal. Congratulations....some of you were the highest-rated performers of the season."

The room was still reeling from the announcement.

Everyone was too stunned, too exposed. Literally, our secrets were smeared on the walls for the world to see.

And that’s when he said it.

Dinesh.

Fucking Dinesh.

With his smug smile and his stupid little chuckle.

"Damn, Zaara..." he folded his arms. "So it’s true. You actually let the monster fuck you last night."

The room snapped its head toward her.

Zaara stiffened.

Her eyes flared.

"Shut. The fuck. Up."

Dinesh raised both brows. "Oh, don’t act like it’s a secret now.."

A few people laughed under their breath.

And then...

Theo’s head jerked up.

He’d just walked in, a cup of water halfway to his mouth.

"What?" Theo asked.

Dinesh didn’t even blink. "Didn’t you hear? Our little princess zaara got hungry last night. Shared a bed with our friendly neighborhood psycho and that kinky bitch from Sector B."

Everyone turned toward Nomi.

But she didn’t flinch.

Didn’t blink.

She just sipped from a half-empty juice box someone had left behind, licked her lips, and smiled like she’d just been complimented.

Then she shrugged.

"Kinky bitch?" she echoed. "if being a kinky bitch means I came twice and didn’t fake a damn thing? Then yeah, sweetie...guilty as charged."

Dinesh opened his mouth, but she cut him off with a wicked grin.

"Newsflash, sweetie. I came. Twice. So unless you’ve got something more impressive than that half-baked ego, maybe shut up and take notes next time."

A few people stifled laughs.

Even Dinesh hesitated.

Then Nomi winked, tossed the juice box at his chest, and walked off.

Then Theo.

"...Is that true?"

Zaara didn’t speak.

She didn’t move.

Her lips parted like she might say something...but nothing came out.

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